"Sir, the Lady Sir!" She dropped her voice, barely audible over the steady roar of the tavern. "It be'd her husband, he's right knocked. If ya' know w...at I mean? We are going to his mothers where I believe he wants the gentle Lady disposed of Sir!"I was a little taken back, "Disposed of? What do you mean woman?" It was a very stern voice I used with that maid."I mean Sir, he wants a d'vorce." I had to sigh with relief, I had thought she meant... well you know. A divorce was possible since King. I was engrossed in watching the cormorant fishing below me in the slightly damp mist - watching him twist the just-caught flatfish to the point where he could swallow breakfast. When the hands touched my shoulders I nearly had a heart attack with shock. The runner recoiled and said softly "Sorry - I thought you had heard me."She stood in the growing light of the early dawn hands by her side, head at a slight angle as she continued "I've seen you in my secret spot before and not come up here -. How do you like the sight of mine?" With that he lay back and began slowly jerking and bending his cock just inches from my face. It looked positively delicious, and without speaking I rolled over and sucked it into my mouth. I bobbed up and down on it, but couldn't take much more than half of it. Remembering what my wife had done the night before, I dribbled some saliva down his shaft, over his big balls down into his crack to use as lube for my finger while I continued to suck that big. John (Suzie)quickly went to view her profile and observed a posted photo of a middle-aged woman dressed in leather with black fishnets and black high heelboots. John quickly accepted the chant request and began the dialoguewith "Greetings Mistress." Mistress Kelly replied that is the proper wayto address me slave. The chat lasted about a half hour. John haddescribed his interest in crossdressing and bondage to Mistress Kelly andshe seemed very interested in his hobbies. It seemed Mistress.