I came back a couple of minutes later and a lot more uncomfortable the knickers I was now wearing was a thong which was right up my arse and they were...still wet with pussy juice.For the rest of the evening we sat and chatted just like any ordinary couple would, from time to time she would use her foot to rub my cock to erection which just made things worse a thong was not designed to hold a dick at the best of times but she knew that and that’s why she did it. My Mistress also commanded me to. Kathy was wearing a red silk robe which wasnt tied. Undernear, she was wear a black see through bra with a matching see through set of panties. I did my best to conseal my growing erection right away. Kathy greet me and casually closed her robe as if she was fully dressed underneat. I was totally confused now as i figured she would be mad that i was spying on her again. Kathy began to explain what was going on. Later in the afternoon, four of her friends were coming over for a lingerie party.. “She looks in a really bad state.”Still crying uncontrollably, the driver yelled: “You haven’t seen what’s in her mouth!”The telephone rang at dawn. “Hello, Señor Ralph? This is Alfredo, the caretaker at your country house.”“Hi, Alfredo. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?”“Uh, I am just calling to tell you, Señor Ralph, that your parrot died.”“My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?”“Yes, Señor, that’s the one.”“Damn! That’s a pity. I spent a small fortune on. A couple of minutes later, the accommodation officer came out of the building saying, "Flat 6 burnt their bacon and set the smoke alarm off!" As everyone began walking back in, I looked towards Katherine as if to say, "What now?" But there was no response as she turned left to go off to her flat, so I turned around and started the walk back to my own block. What would have happened if Flat 6 hadn't burnt that bloody bacon? I asked myself. In fact, would I have even wanted to know what might.