She put one of her hands on my thigh and discretely moved it up between her legs to stroke my inner thigh as she looked over her shoulder at my face.T...e song ended abruptly and she turned around to look at me, keeping her breasts bare and at my eye level as she talked to me again. We chatted for a few moments and she turned to leave, then suddenly turned back and asked simply, "Would you like to follow me home tonight?"I didn't miss a beat. "Sure, " I said. I was surprised I didn't explode. ‘I suppose your husband doesn’t do this either?’ ‘No…, oh.’ ‘But you would like him to, wouldn’t you?’ ‘Yessss.’ ‘There is a small nub at the top of your slit. Find it with your finger.’ Rachel shook uncontrollably upon touching the little button. ‘Yes, you have located the center of your pleasure. Now, rub it, but very gently at first.’ Sensations racked her body, and Rachel found it difficult to remain sitting on the stream bottom. Her hips rocked into her fingertip of their own volition, and. I LOVED it! She was pleased. Carolyn said she had been there for most of the afternoon and was sure she entertained ALL the men folk and pissed off most of the women. She did tell me of a woman that shared the chair next to her for most of the afternoon and that seemed to get along well and shared many interests.Finishing my beer, I took Carolyn's hand as she got out of the chair and walked hand in hand to our room. The sight of her in that suit made my cock throb and she made it a point to. When I unfold the slip, there’s a note. All it says is…“10-day load, sissy”I’m immediately aroused. I walk to the room, trying not to be seen, and I feel my heart racing. I key into the door. The lights are dim, but bright enough to see.He’s standing there, tall and lean, wearing business dress attire and his V for Vendetta mask. “Take off your sweatshirt,” he says. “And get on your knees.”I take off my hooded sweatshirt and show off my two long French-braided pigtails. My whole body is.