I stood over by the washing machine and, with the man’s back to me, slipped out of my pyjamas and placed them in the washer. About that time, the ma... turned and saw me standing only in a pair of little pink panties. I tingled intensely all over when I saw the startled look on his face."Is your mother home?" he asked."No, she's at work," I said, wringing my hands innocently in front of me as he asked the question."Is there anyone else in the house?" he asked me."Nope. I'm the lady of the house. ’ ‘Do you mean is this going to be a casual fling or is it going to be something more serious like a full blown affair?’ ‘Something like that?’ I gulped. ‘I haven’t worked that out yet, there’s so much to think about, like is there a good lady waiting for you at home who’ll be upset if we decide to take this further?’ ‘No there’s not one of those.’ ‘So you’re worried about the implications for my marriage is that it?’ ‘Yes, apart from me not wanting to hurt you there’s another problem and that. Your loving MistressSamantha had another orgasm as she reread that letter. She treasured it and kept it with her always. "Until we meet again my Mistress" she thought as she reluctantly got out of bed to shower. She wore a turtleneck to work. For the first time it wasn't because she was cold but to hide evidence of the night's passion, the twin marks on her neck. Nothing could hide her glow, however, and her coworkers commented on it; they all assumed she had found a man. She tried to deny it,. For the life of me I have no idea what possessed her to enter the contest in the first place. Screams of mock terror and "Put it On!" greeted her when she took her turn in the pool. Mercifully, she cut her dance short. It was Mary's turn. Even now, I can't really describe what I felt as she stepped forward. She smiled at me and closed her eyes just before the water hit. At that very moment I had the sense that some existential corner was about to be turned. Not only was there no going back, but.