How did your night go, I asked to which Lynda replied laughing, 'well that's a silly question seeing there's 5,000 randy sailors in town'. My God, jus...t how far did my Monica go was my thoughts, was she fucked. The girls had a coffee, my anxiety was too great waiting for Lynda to leave before I could find out just what happened. Lynda eventually left, we saw her out and as we reentered the house Monica started to spill the beans. 'God his cum was thick ' was the first words she said, 'what' I. As his month as her slave neared its end, they made another bet. Thistime, Trystan prevailed.Natalie smiled at him as she waited to hear what she would have to dofor the following month. She was not all that surprised when Trystanadvised her that she would be his maid for a month.Once the uniforms arrived, Natalie was a bit surprised, however, to seethat they were formal maid's uniforms and not the fetish ones that shewas expecting. She was relieved to see that. Trystan had thought aboutgetting. I told her that there were still things to do but they could be done more leisurely because she was going to have a busy weekend being Grandma. She melted and started to get teary eye a little. Then I told her that she was to spend the next two days naked and she had to wear this collar and chain. Her face lit up and she quickly stripped in front of me. Slowly she pulled back her hair and putt the collar around her neck. She looked so incredibly hot standing there naked with a collar and leash. Then in a flash of insight, she realized he was probably catching a good peek up her skirt and ogling her pink panties-covered pussy dampened with the stimulation of erotic words she gave her full attention to during her lunch hour.She tried to experiment by crossing her legs in different directions and saw that the young man would lean in the same direction to get a good angle on her pussy. All of the sudden, the words in the story were forgotten and she concentrated on opening her knees to a.