I let us in, and gave him the grand tour of the place. "This is the kitchen, and this is the living room/bedroom. Oh and that's the bathroom. It wasn'... a large apartment, more like an efficiency, but it was a place to live. On the bathroom door hung my bathrobe, which was a heavy velour robe, my mother had made. It was very warm and comfortable, and I liked to wear it at night when I was relaxing. He noticed it and said "That's a nice bathrobe. You should model it for me." O.K., that. "Okay, you two," said Jennifer. "I want you to have fun tonight. Frank, I've set an 11pm curfew for Mom to be home. You'd better be watching the clock later on." Then she giggled like a teenager herself. "I'm just kidding about the curfew, but I seriously expect you to have fun tonight." We left Jennifer and made our way to the restaurant, an upscale Italian place in Oakland that was the hottest ticket in town. I learned that Jan liked Italian cuisine and hoped to impress her with my choice. As. ” My smile grew. “Thanks.” I almost blushed. When I was married, I rarely cooked. My husband and I both worked, and it was a toss-up as to which of us would wind up working later. Of course, thinking back on how our marriage ended, Brad probably wasn ’ t working on those late nights. Regardless, it wasn ’ t until recently that I realized how much I enjoyed cooking. And I really enjoyed cooking for someone who appreciated it. “You only forgot one thing,”. I had some respect for him and he also in some kind of strange way aroused me when he talked to me about what was going to happen to me here."Now take a firm grip of your buttocks and pull them apart while you lower yourself onto that dildo. If you try to relax it will go much easier."I was now very wet in my pussy and wondered if Master saw that from his position still behind me.I did as told, and felt incredibly silly doing it. When the tip of the dildo pressed against the sphincter it felt.