"You smellawfully nice," I said. "Is that a new perfume you're trying?"She looked puzzled for a second, then smiled down at me again. "Oh nodear. It's...probably this new cream I'm trying on you. It does smelllovely, doesn't it?"As she said this, her cool fingers stroked my brow, and around my eyes,and I could feel the smoothness of the face cream she was working into myskin.Then I remembered. She'd been concerned about the state of my skin somedays earlier and had suggested some cream that she. They finished eating and she cleaned up. She saw him head for the bedroom. She got all the dishes put awayin five minutes then headed for the bedroom to help him. She gotthere just in time to untie the laces of his corset. It took sometime to get it loose enough for him to get it off. The girdle tooka lot longer to peel off of him. He had marks in his skin from thepattern of the girdle. When they finally got it off they bothlaughed at his body art from the girdle. She shooed him into. I sighed as I fought the urge to slip my fingers into my tight, dripping wet pussy. "Cori, stop." I said to myself. To distract myself I turned on my TV, one of my all time favourite movies was on. "Sweet..." I thought as I put it on. I rolled my eyes as it turned out to be a sex scene. I knew I should change the channel or look away but I couldn't. I felt my juices dripping through my thong to my shorts. I watched the woman moan while the man rammed in and out of her. An idea came to my mind. I am only picking you up and placing you on the bed."“Bed, why the bed?”“Because.”“Because what?”“As I said earlier, if you had been listening instead of whining about the other punctuations, I have a job only you can do for me.”“Why are you taking off your leggings?”“I need to so you can do the little task I have for you.”“Hmmm, so why is there a wet spot on your knickers?”“Shut up and wait there until I am ready.”“Do you know that you have no hair between your legs?”“Yes. What I want to know.