It was a dark blue full slip. With trembling hands and with my cock rigid with desire I picked up the beautiful garment and held it to my face. It sme...t of Auntie's musky perfume and, beginning to lose any inhibitions, I started to wank myself, the pre-cum leaking inexorably on to my hand. Just as I was about to orgasm, to my horror a few drops of pre-cum dripped on to Auntie's slip whilst at the same moment Auntie knocked on the door to see if I was alright. This was the start of an incredible. In fact, it seemed warm and pleasant; cinnamon and other baking scents were everywhere, as well as smells like burning candles and incense. It was immediately one of the most comfortable places Herb had ever been in. No wonder Willie is always trying to sneak over here, he thought.Herb’s wife furrowed her brow. “I’m sorry, are we expected? We shouldn’t be. Oh, that sounds rude, doesn’t it?”The Brookwood woman shook her head again. “Not at all. The only reason I knew you were coming is you’re. Not that he'd consider telling Jen these things; they were her friends, and otherwise good people. Still, that wasn't baggage that he wanted, and more importantly..."Why not?" Jen asked with curiosity on her face as she turned her full attention to him. "I mean, I've seen your magazines and you know that I'm not opposed to the idea." Because, Fiona." He responded, more shortly than he intended. There were a few good reasons he didn't see the need to put voice to but the one that mattered was. ” Sir nodded, as He looped His arm around her body. He raised her chin, and whispered harshly, “Okay, let’s leave. NOW.” Her skirt fluttered in the breeze, as she walked behind her Sir. She wondered the whole way what He might have in store for her. She knew His fantasies, and He knew hers. Together, she hoped, they would find fulfillment. Where would it begin? She was so completely absorbed in thought that she nearly bumped into her Sir, as he stopped beside His vehicle. He stood with His back.