You try to hide that you are more aroused by her clothes than her naked body. You pass it off as a little hapless kinkiness. Eventually, you start ...rying on her clothes when she is not around. Your “business trips” become more frequent, because you dressing opportunities have become more restricted. You sex life with your wife becomes almost non existent. One day you come home and find your wife in bed with another. You feign anger, but you know who is at fault. During the deep,. Some of the girls were being caressed and felt up by the guests as theyworked up, but they merely accepted it and acted like willing, eagersluts, even as many of them hadnt before they had been kidnapped andbrought to the club.My french maids costume was a formfitting black sleeveless one,like atube dress, that covered my breasts and barely covered my firm ass.Instead of fishnets, I had on white sheer ones with a bow at the top ofthem, and a white apron tied around my slender waist. Used to. Darling, sweet sissy, darling Nancy girl etc. I enjoyed her hands and herkisses, I loved her words. Than she came laying on top of me. With hervoluptuous body, she outweighed me about 30 pounds. Our nighties were theonly things between our naked bodies and I felt her warmth, her softness.Miss Cumming moved her hand to my dig. She made me remove her panty andhand it to her. I had to inhale the smell as she removed my panty, hergrandmothers. My dig fought its way through her slippery vagina.. "Debbie looked at both of them, and then at me. "Mommy had boyfriends who she liked to let 'em touch me and stuff. They gave her money when she let 'em."I had never told anyone about it... but I had been molested as a child, by the mother of one of the little girls I used to play with. She had caught us playing nearly naked one day, and had offered to show us how to play it "the right way"... and her daughter and I had thoroughly enjoyed the lessons, and the play between the three of us.