"That should last you until tonight," she said as she cleaned up afterward."But will it last you?"Her only answer was a feral purr.But there was no "t...night" because Keith and Joyce met us in front of the house and insisted we spend the remainder of the afternoon and the night with them as their guests. Keith looked so desperately pleading that I would have agreed if Cheryl hadn't beat me to it. She lightly lifted an eyebrow at me afterward in question. I slowly nodded that I again understood. To the right was a curtained entrance way which had a handwritten sign over top: FIVE DOLLARS – ALL DAY. What really caught my eye was who was behind the counter. I couldn’t believe that a woman who looked like that could work in such a place. She appeared to be in her mid to late twenties, slender, with short blonde hair. Contained in a loose string tie top were two perkie firm looking breasts. She was busy SEWING! of all things and every time she pulled the thread there was. .." she answered."Are you willing to do it my way?" I asked as I cupped her firm ass."Mmmm... yes." Nancy, I am a dominatrix. Do you know what that is?" Um, I think so..." I like to dominate women only. If you submit to me, not only will you serve me, but I bet you will experience the best orgasm you've had in a long time. Do you understand?"She nodded and I broke the embrace."Good. Now let's go back to my campsite. Will you be missed?" No, everyone's asleep. I doubt my husband knows I've. What a beauty she was! I couldn’t get my eyes off her. She was wearing a sleeveless kurti. I could see the shape of her boobs. Her ass was just perfect. She seemed very cheerful lady.Just by the fairness of her face I imagined about the whiteness of her boobs. She was wearing a black colored bra which made me horny. I couldn’t believe she was 40 as she maintained her figure.She offered me coffee and we spoke about our lives. Her husband was way older than her and was a frequent foreign visitor.