While my head was up in the hoods, I heard a voice in the kitchen, unusual; I did not often get visitors. I looked down and saw a nice ass, wonder who...that was. His name, as it turns out, was Matthew and he was a part-time valet. He was looking for something to eat; he is hypoglycemic and needed something in his stomach before the overnight café got set up. I walked him back to the produce cooler and found him some sliced fruit. We got the chatting, and he spent the next hour in the kitchen. I wasn't sure I wasready for this."Amazing, isn't it?" Emily said."It's beautiful," I replied, running my fingers over the plasticcovering the poster. I really didn't know what else to say. I wasspeechless. I had never seen a picture of myself that I liked that muchbefore. Finally, I decided that I liked the picture, despite any otherthoughts that entered my head since I first looked at it."Who would have thought that a wig could make you look so muchdifferent," Emily mused. I agreed. I knew. I kissed her and asked if she had a good time. She said that she had enjoyed a great time. I begged her to tell me all about it; but Ana replied she was tired; so she would be going to enjoy a hot tub bath first…I went with her to the bathroom and ran a nice hot bubble bath for her. When Ana dropped the mini skirt I found that she had lost her thong. I could see traces of love bites all around her smooth shaved wet cunt.I reached out to touch her pussy lips, but Ana stopped me. She begged me. ”I gave her nipples a particularly tight and rough little squeeze and twist, and she got the message.“I WANT to say that I LET him rub me through my panties, but that’s not what really happened, Sir. To tell the truth, as soon as I felt his hand on my thigh, I pulled that hand to my panty covered pussy, and MADE him rub it, Sir. I came right away, as you can imagine, and I just let him keep rubbing me. Once he knew that it was OK to do it, he went for it. For some reason, all I was having were.