I felt completely overwhelmed as soon as I entered. Tables overflowingwith varieties of panties on sale. Walls lined with hanging bras.Freestanding ra...ks of unmentionables. I felt a little dizzy and realizedI had no idea how I was going to find what I wanted quickly. I turned tothe nearest table and timidly looking through the piles for what Iwanted."Can I help you, sir?"I startled and turned around like a deer in headlights. A woman, maybe afew years older than I, was smiling at me. I fumbled. Pulling away from him slightly she smiled at him. She kissed his chest, nuzzling his chest hairs; she kissed down his stomach moving toward his hardness. He felt her touch him, holding him tight she slides her hand along his hard cock, she kisses down his body as she strokes him harder. He feels her breath on his hard cock, as he looks down she takes him into her mouth, her lips close around his hard cock, he closes his eyes in ecstasy as he feel she start to suck on his manhood. He feels her. He is shy and not very comfortable wearing speedos out in public although he has the body that can pull it off. Last winter Kip had to pay up when he lost a bet to wear speedos with me at several Colorado hot springs (something I wrote about in detail). Without me being present, I don’t think Kip has ever or would ever wear speedos in public.A few weeks ago Kip told me this story of him having much more speedo courage than I ever thought possible. He has also given me permission to write about. She kicked off her high-heeled pumps, rubbing her tired feet. Then she reached up under her skirt and slipped off her panties to prepare for her call. With shaky anxious fingers, she slipped in the hands-free ear bud and dialed the phone. I let the phone ring three times before I picked it up, just to add to her distress. ‘M… Master, I am h… here,’ she said, her voice cracking in anticipation. ‘Hello My slut,’ I said, ‘In your ashtray you will find a surprise. Open it and tell Me what you.