Martin's notes, and I immediately blushed. I lookedat the photos. This wasn't the shallow end of the pool any longer. Thiswas full-blown sissy stuff. ...e had decided my feminine side was incontrol of me.I showed the photos to Cynthia. The I showed her my list. She had anoutbreak of giggles."He wants you to get all of this?" she asked me. "Well, I think we'vegraduated from cooking and cleaning. I'd call you a wanton woman, but Idon't think you'll be wanting for anything."I blushed. We walked to. On the one hand she was beginning to despise her husband. Just the sight of him wearing sweatpants and a vest all day was enough to irritate her. On the other hand there was her son who was suddenly showing her affection, the problem with that was it was both affections of a son and the affections on a hormonal 17 year old boy on the cusp of man hood. She looked at her husband and noticed his untidy hair, his food stained white vest and his lack of self-pride. She looked over at her son who. "Yes, Master. Can you please get undressed and sit down so I can give it to you," she said. I did as she asked, curious to see what she had bought. "Now here are the rules. I am going to blindfold you, Master, but I don't want you to use your hands - it will ruin the surprise. Promise?" she said. "Okay, I promise," I said, playing along. I knew she had something going, but I didn't know what it was. She blindfolded me and as I sat there. I felt her kiss me and I returned her kiss, passionate. I had it all. Money. Power. Women.Everything was going great, at least it was until the new cleaning ladyshowed up at the office. After that, things were very, VERY different. Mylife would never be the same.It was a typical Wednesday morning, drove to work in my Porsche, andspent the morning in meetings at the office. Leaving the budget meeting Iran into Cindy, my boss' secretary. She's cute- nice body, c cups,shoulder length brown hair, and furthermore, she's always had a thing forme. We made.