Vickie turned to him. She had worn a business suit, hoping it would give a sense of business instead of sexuality, but Mikel had paid no attention to ...er clothes. He was interested in what lay underneath."Yes," asked Vickie, almost cringing."My customers only want to see beautiful women in the ring, beautiful faces... and beautiful bodies."Vickie made a complete revolution much as a fashion model does on the runway."Satisfied?" she asked, again starting to turn for the door."Not so fast.... ” I had no answer the floodgates were well and truly open and my cock was pumping like a fire hose.I stilled. “You will do,” she said abruptly, “Back to your duties.”She wriggled out from under me, walked to the door, slid back the bolt and strode away down the corridor.I scrabbled to get dressed and hurried downstairs.She was in the kitchen, “Oh do hurry up Bessie,” she complained.“Madam?” I queried.“Go away Hanson you have done enough,” she chided. “Fetch a warm towel and wipe me girl.”Lady. "With a quick movement the dress fell in a pool of white silk at her feet. The color of the dress so closely matched the carpet that only the shadows told the eye where it lay. Had I not seen it fall I may not have noticed it from ten feet away. Almost as quickly she knelt beside me, the dress pooled beneath her, besides the red collar, the pink rosettes of her small nipples were now the only color breaking the monochrome expanse of her pale flesh."Is there nothing you desire?" she asked, her. “I don’t have any money,” she said.“Your mom said she’d leave it for me.”“I can’t come down right now,” Mindy said.“Why not?”“Because I haven’t got a stitch on.”So it was true. Those white mounds were pressed behind her arms, just beyond my sight. With the way she was leaning, her back must have dipped in a gentle hollow that rose again with the rounding of her bare butt. The idea was almost too stimulating to contemplate.I pressed for clarification.“Meaning—?”“I’m naked, “ she said. “What do.