I did see a house for sale a couple of blocks down. Several acres, nice wooded lot, huge house, very nice. We should look at it." It sounded like she ...ad really been thinking about this."Let's see what they want for it. See what we can arrange with financing." I wasn't really worried, but we had never really discussed money on a continuing basis."Money won't be any problem, dear. We can manage it. Shall we have Samantha over tonight and discuss it with her and the kids?" I would love it, but. At forty years old, I also craved the humiliation of serving a Mistress young enough to be my daughter. When we had first started chatting online, it had taken some time for her to open up about the thoughts she had in her head, of the fantasies and fetishes she had, but once the ice was broken and she was more comfortable, she had really started to divulge her secrets. I found myself admitting things to her I had always kept to myself, even to those who had dominated me in the past. My plan. ”“Oh, Jeff. Don’t worry about it. You look fine. It’s the man inside that counts, right?” she said as she poked me playfully in the chest. Once she said that I felt a lot more comfortable. Our waiter came and took our orders and we chatted easily after he’d brought us a couple of glasses of wine. The heady aroma of the wine combined with her alluring perfume to help me settle into a mellow contented mood. I was thrilled to be sitting with this sophisticated gorgeous woman and just relax in her. I looked angrily at him. He put his hand back rite there and started squeezing it again. I started breathing hard. He was doing the same. I moved closer to him to get his other hand on my rite boob but when I bent to take his hand, I saw he was stroking himself. I gave him a wide smile and took his hand away from him and put it over my rite boob and he started squeezing both of them. When I took the last step, I was rite next to him and then, slowly not breaking his eye contact, straddled him..