Her close fitting cycling kit certainly allowed every sinew and muscle movement to be seen, which then reminded me how the bitch had so distracted me ...n the first place. I walked round in front of her and saw her wide terrified eyes staring at me. Stupid bitch, there was no way I could ever release her now she had seen my face. Frustrated I kicked her hard in the belly. Her whole body flexed athletically as she drew in her pained abdomen, I then stared at the dirty imprint of my boot on. Thank youSandyaI was intrigued with this mail and I replied back telling about my past experience being a master, I had online experience with 2 submissives but both were younger than me and they were not really very serious about the lifestyle and I told she would be the first person who is elder than me has contacted me for being my submissive. I didn’t get any reply for 2 days and I thought she is one more person who just freaked out after understanding the reality or after coming to her. I didn't know anyone else who is gay and my old friend was in jail for who knows what. So I pull into the bar at about 10:00 pm. The parking lot was one way in one way out with slanted parking spots. I picked one where I could see the entrance to the door in my rear view mirrors. The place was pretty small. My dick was still rock hard and I didn't want to walk into this gay bar for the first time pitching a tent. I saw a couple guys walk outside to smoke cigs and I watched them in my rear view.. Perhaps it's because of my work schedule, plus having to constantly run after the kids all the time, but I barely get to spend any meaningful time with my wife anymore. Jessica and I have been together for 8 years now and I'm absolutely a lucky fucker for having landed with such a beautiful and loving woman. Her vibrant red hair, her kissable lips, her tall lithe figure which has only improved with the added curves of motherhood, she's gorgeous. But the thing is, having her around but not being.