He pulled away from me and shoved the piles of his wife's clothes offthe bed. He stepped into the bathroom and returned with his phone andthe bottle ...f K-Y. He sat down on the edge of the bed and then climbedall the way in, lying flat on his back."Time for you to fuck me," he said matter-of-factly. I sat up andstared at him. Did he just say he wanted me to...."What? I didn't think...." Not like THAT!" he said sharply, cutting off even the merest thought ofwhat was in my mind. He handed me. The second leg followed suit. She picked up the corset wrapping it around her and carefully fastened the front hooks. And then she stepped into the high-heals, and turned to face me for inspection.She was a sight to behold. The corset fit her perfectly. Its contours curving around her ample breasts, placing them on display for me. The bottom of the corset curved high around her hips, with the front dipping down to a rounded point that emphasized her finely trimmed pubic hair, and the thigh. Barely getting both arms inside the sleeves of her robe, she opened the front door, while trying to hold her hair out of her eyes."Good morning darlin', I'm Fletcher Tedson and you must be your Daddy's Baby Girl," the big man said, smiling at the tiny young woman in the doorway. "Is your Daddy home?" I'm sorry, ah, Mister, ah, Mister Tedson?" That's alright darlin'," he chuckled at her blushing embarrassment. "Is your Daddy home?" No. No, Mom and Dad went to ah, ah, reunion. No, they went to a. " Okay, but you have to promise not to get mad." I promise."Rachael sighed. "If your problem is that you can't find a girl who would be willing to do this with you, it seems there's a simple solution right before you." What do you mean?"Rachael grinned. "I mean, it's literally right before you."Lissa stared at her in puzzlement for a second. Then she opened her eyes wide and gasped. "You?" she asked, astonished."I'd be happy to help you out like this. Hell, I'd love every minute of it. What do.