One morning I heard her walking towards the room. The bedroom door was about half way open and there was a large mirror on the wall. I was naked with ...he sheets off and I heard the maid stop at the door. She didn’t knock like you might expect to allow me to cover up. Instead she stood still and that meant she was watching me masturbate in the mirror. This told me she was getting interested in having fun.So that morning I enjoyed rubbing my cock and thinking of her watching. When I came,. Does she have big boobs, she asked.Yes big ones, I said. What else you touched, she asked. All I said. Tell me all she said. I touched her pussy. Did she show you her pussy for you to touch, she asked. I said yes. Baby got up and asked me how was her pussy. Like any other pussy, hairy I said. You have seen so many pussies, she asked. I laughed and said a few.But Baby insisted to know what you did with her pussy. I touched and rubbed it, I said. My hand was still inside Baby’s thighs when I was. Jim gave us that grin again and the rest of us pondered how Michelle would take Jim's cock. His locker room nickname was "Pipe". Michelle smiled at Jim. His grin was infectious.I gestured toward Michelle and said, "Jim, your doll."Michelle strolled over to where Jim stood, her tits swaying in the flimsy swimsuit top. Michelle put her arms around Jim and gave him a long sloppy kiss. Jim massaged Michelle's ass cheeks during the kiss.After a time Jim and Michelle broke the kiss. Michelle led Jim. Neil*, a magazine editor in his mid-thirties, is drawn to sturdy, butch men who radiate competence, confidence, and self-assurance, qualities he would like more of himself. (*Names and identifying details have been altered throughout this article to preserve confidentiality.) His rational mind is reluctant to name the object of his desire as Daddy, because the thought of sex with his own father is repulsive. And he wants to be seen as an equal partner in relationships, not some kind of “kept.