I froze and he took my hand and began to lead me up to my bedroom. When we got there, he removed his sneakers and sat on the bed and leaned back as if...he was waiting on something. I started to remove my clothing slowly, to reveal my black and tan cheetah print bra and matching panties. He breathed out and let out a manly groan, that set me on fire. “damn baby what are those D’s?” I was thrilled that he liked my large breasts but answered him very quietly “no, 44 DDD” In one swift motion he had. She toldme that I did a very good job except that I had forgotten to dry, foldand put away my own lingerie. She brought a hard swat down on my pantiedass. Then another. She had me in a good position and was holding me down.It was starting to hurt and I actually started tearing up. Sheimmediately noticed and stopped the spanking. She told me that it wasalright for a sissy to cry. She then told me to put my lingerie in thedryer on delicate and to bring myself and two glasses of wine outside toour. Then I hear my wife calling me but the whole night as we sat across from each other I couldn't stop thinking about her pussy. Well time passed and she got older and one night I went out with some friends an to my surprise we ended up at the same night club she had asked where her aunt was when I told her at home this evil little grin came on her face. The music was going and she asked if I would dance with her we started dancing and she got closer and closer. She started to grind her ass. The lust was getting to us but I did not know how to proceed and it was obvious that she expected me to make the first move.I did not see her for a couple of days, until one evening, when she invited my sister for tea I happened to be there as well and her father called me to join in. During tea when my sister was engrossed in a “ritual” soap opera on TV, I spoke to her, which broke the ice and we ended up talking all nonsense and sweet nothings in whispers. Her father lost interest and excused.