She was 2 year older than me (that is 29) and newly single. What I liked the most about her was her straightforwardness. Right from the start, we were... flirting with each other.There was healthy as well and unhealthy flirting going on day and night; one could easily guess from our chats that sexual tension was increasing day by day. Although we never openly confessed that we needed each other badly, it was clear from the chat that we did. I mean when a girl says she wants to hangout with you,. 'It might be exciting' I was trying to be casual. She said 'I'm not comfortable with it, I love you too much'. And that was the end of it. The next day I was at work I got a text. *Jim I've got solution to our problem*. *What problem?* *Me shagging another guy* My heart was racing. *Go on...* *One of the girls at work says her brother in law has always fancied me, he's not bad looking, 52 I think. He's a handy man, I could get him over to 'fix' the washing machine.. I felt two small, gentle hands guide me back to my bed, as my breathing slowly returned to normal. My eyes were closing again, slowly drawing me back to sleep, when I felt my bed shift. I was surprised to feel Nadia’s naked body snuggle into my own. Her naked back felt cool, and wonderful, as she molded her body against mine. “Goodnight Bishop.” she whispered softly. The last thing I remember before my mind slipped back into oblivion, was a tiny hand on my wrist, guiding it up to rest on a. It had a small ball built on the end of the plug. This was a favorite thing she used when one of her maids got a little lazy or slow in the performance of his duties. If the pathetic thing needed rest, she certainly could oblige.Installing a six inch length model ball plug up his precious rear she would then make him sit on a wooden stool, then strap him down tight making the ball end of the plug put a hard pressure up his sissy butt.It wasn't long before the sissy would beg to be released from.