The limo stopped, the driver opened her door and Barb took a deep breath. There was no turning back now. Coming from the front step was an approximat...ly 30 year old blond beauty of a woman. "Hi, you must be Barb. I'm Amy, Mr. Darrien's secretary. Welcome to his home. Hope you found the drive enjoyable. If you will come with me." With that she turned and lead the way through the front door. The interior of the home was like and English Castle. Rich, warm, elegant, and the smell of money. It. " As I walked back around him to look at hischest I scowled, "It would probably look hotter if you had boobs..."Even with the blindfold on, I was amused at watching his eyebrows dancefor a moment. "Sorry, Mistress," almost sarcastically. No, it wasstraight out sarcastic.I pretended not to notice, let out a slow and bemused sigh,"Forgiven... This time." Thanks..." he said with a chuckle as I put my hand on his chest."Step back... step back..." I said with each slow step as I led himback to. I hooked my fingers under the waistbandof my boxers and hesitated. Even in front of my own wife I'm reluctantto expose my underdeveloped genitals. Our darkened bedroom would havebeen preferable. But it would be worth it for the reward I wasexpecting. So I tugged them down and stepped out of them. In just myhigh argyle socks I stood there, expectantly optimistic. Grace grinnedat me and purred seductively, "Now let's go into the back yard."The sun was down by then but the idea of being. I casually noticed his cock, as you do! It was surprisingly large and much wrinkled. A little drunk, I commented on how wrinkled it was. Now this is of course a dangerous thing to do in anything but a gay place but the booze and being randy had made me less than cautious.“You should see it when the wrinkles get straitened out.” He commented with a curious smirk on his face.Quickly checking the room was empty he moved back slightly turning in my direction and stroked his cock giving me a better.