After an hour I was still wondering why I was there. Besides pouring Mr. Waite and myself a second brandy I had done nothing but listen. The talk was ...ositive. Bea was going to get the job as madam. They were down to the compensation offer when Mr. Waite turned to me. "What do you have to say about this Randy?" I think Wanda summed it up pretty well," I said when I recovered from the shock of being called upon. "I haven't met that many madams but Bea Cummins is how I picture they would act.. I arranged everything ahead of time with my friend the bartender at the club where bikers hang out.My wife agreed that we would spend the evening going where I wanted and doing what I desired, no questions asked.I chose her wardrobe: a see-thru top and no bra or panties, short skirt, seamed stockings and garters, heels, jewelry and party-time lipstick and makeup.We arrived at the biker club and were greeted by the bartender.“Everything is arranged,” he told me.I led her into the back room where. The three of them becoming a sandwich that rocked and thrust until it squealed with release.The three of them camped by the lake. The night and the following day were times of passion and ecstasy. As a sign of her progress, during breaks Maude might be allowed to wear a scandalously short frilly top. It did not even cover her now opened slit. It might be removed for any reason, so she strove to please him in all things.Magnus felt she looked more naked and provocative when she wore it. Just. I could see drops of moisture on her short fur, the inside of her hole glistened. "Here's your dinner, pussycat, hot and pink, just like you like it."I crawled forward until I was directly over her crotch. Her scent filled my nostrils. I was so turned on, my body shook, my eyes blurred. I bent down and kissed her pussy with the same passion I would have kissed her mouth. Then I lowered myself onto the bed, the cool sheets felt wonderful on my naked body still sweaty from our chase. As Brenda.