She was carrying a pair of outrageously sexy black stilettos, and a sexy little black cocktail dress. ‘So what were you doing hanging around out the...e, half naked? You looked a bit creepy. I was about to call the Police when I realized it was you.’ She said. She had a deep, earthy voice which I normally found incredibly sexy, but I was acutely aware of the anger in her voice. I guess she was angry with me because she was fighting her innermost desires for me, but I was suddenly becoming less. I again shaved did my bathroom chores and then showered and washed myhair, I then returned to my Bedroom where my mistress was waiting for me,She put large curlers in my hair, had me makeup my face and put on theclothes laid out for me, a long line bra , a pair of cotton full briefpanties, an open bottom girdle which I had to struggle to get on, somesuntan lace topped thigh high stocking that were attached to the sixgarters on the girdle , a white button up blouse a black knee lengthpencil. We had just a smattering bit more of small talk, as he took the drill hole blades and left. I had opened the garage door, hoping he would leave before my wife got back home. As I watched him drive away from my house in his blue SUV, the first thought after he disappeared from my view was to rush to the privacy of our bathroom, lock the door and jack off to the images of his 9 inch cock in my mouth. Right then, I realized how depraved I really was. All of my previous conflicts of guilt, public. I attempt to sit up but struggle and spit some more.The brute looked like he had had enough for the day.I looked at him and his still hard cock.“Give me your cock back”, I almost, pleaded.He walks up to me and rubs his sloppy cock; all over my spit coated face.I poke my tongue out.Like a starving animal; I try latch on to it.He slaps my face with his cock once more; as I wiggle from the bench and on to my knees.I then dive my mouth right onto his cock again, and away I go; sucking without aid.