I closed my eyes and started to think of the contour of your body. My thoughts imagined my hand moving over your bare breasts. I felt your nipples har...ening. OMG, then I realized I had unzipped my pants and had pulled my cock out. It was very hard and throbbing. I realized I was rubbing my fingers up and down the shaft. I couldn't help myself. I imagined you watching me. You bit your lower lip and rubbed your hand over your breasts. You watched me as my hand wrapped around my cock and loosely. Whatever is it?" Whisky," I said, "very good whisky – twelve-year-old Talisker." I should be more careful," she said ruefully. "Have you got something a little ... sweeter?" Sherry," I offered, "or Port? There's some cider if you want something more refreshing." Port ... that's what we had with the Christmas pudding, isn't it?" That's right." A glass of Port would be nice," she decided.The phone rang as I was pouring it and Rose-Marie answered it in the hall. There was a long pause after she. As their excitement escalated and passion piled up they appeared to be engaged in sort of a duel , and duel it was, each opponent striving to give maximum pleasure to the other. Both had thrown to winds the caution of sustaining injury. They simply fucked on, moaning and grunting with Aaahs, Uuhhs. Siiiisis. Uuiiis and such. It was Fulava who was swept into an orgasm first. Suddenly she was engulfed by the wave upon wave in the sea of pure bliss. She convulsed from head to toe, became stiff for. Just be careful when walking so you do not trip on your pants cuffs. Iwill pick up some new shoes for you today and that should solve theproblem. You wear a men's size eight?" Yes dear I wear a size eight shoe."My first day at work in a corset was relatively uneventful. A coupleof people asked if I had lost some weight (I wish) but no one said aword about me wearing women's pants and blouse. The corset continuedto wreak havoc on my lower ribs and by noon I was at wits end. I knewMary would.