No lights were on in the guest rooms; no cars on the street, nothing going on at all. Here I was, in platform shoes and a mini dress, face made up, an... a very wet g-string from being horny and tucked for hours. I locked the room and strolled around the parking lot, then across a grassy area to where the highway bordered the motel grounds. I walked along the guard rail and got a few thrills from passing truckers blowing their horns as I strutted along, feeling all the more sexy as a result.. What I did not know was, she wanted me, uh huh and my wife Carol knew it and had no problems about Agnes wanting me. So Carol thought it would be quite interesting to be my dom, have me all tied up, split and have Agnes drop in to see me wearing my wifes clothes.Another thing I did not know was that Agnes liked to play with other women or men dressed as women.So on Friday, Carol says,"Don't make plans for tomorrow as I am going to be your dom, starting at five in the afternoon but you have to. I didn't fault her for not being able to take even half my length. I knew it was her first time, and to be fair my girlfriend could only take a little more than three quarters in her mouth and she was cock sucking expert. (Yes, as I mentioned earlier, I have a girlfriend, but don't jump to conclusions. We have a special arrangement that I'll gladly explain later.)As Steph sucked up and down on what she was able, one of her small hands wanked the base of my shaft, and when she had a good rhythm. David and I, inconspicuous in civilian clothing, followed them, with a rather less inconspicuous troop of vigils following some distance behind.We were not surprised when they led us to the house of Servius Laellius Lucullus, father of the empress. His wife, the empress’s stepmother Attia (and the empress insisted that she was her stepmother, not her real mother, who had been unceremoniously divorced and replaced with Attia, who was only five years older than Severina), had been conspicuous on.