At about 6.15pm I was still working when my Mistress appeared in the kitchen doorway. I did a double take. Never had I seen her dressed so sexil...y. I should I guess describe her for you, she is 5ft 6in tall, very pert 36D breasts, legs to die for, slim, a size 10UK, with long blonde hair which she has down at home but puts up for work. She had on clothes I had never seen before, a black see through blouse, obviously no bra, and a very short mini skirt, I. And, we mean anyone. So please keep this on the down low.When you told mom about my dick, she brought up a lifetime sexual fantasy she’s kept secret all these years. She’s always wanted to watch and control me having sex with another woman. But, she could never get over the jealousy gene enough to bring it up and to try it. But, me fucking you in front of her, turns her on and there is no jealousy involved, only love for both of us.She wants to grab my cock and put it in your mouth. She. All the while I just couldn’t stop staring at her beautiful eyes and she abruptly asked me, “what are you staring at”, and I said, “I’ve seen really gorgeous women, tonnes of em, but I’ve never seen such a gorgeous pair of eyes”.I just became mushy when I saw her blush, she almost turned pink and just couldn’t look straight into my eyes for the next 2-3 minutes. We got back to talking, likes dislikes, interests etc and suddenly we realised it had got late, I paid the bill and asked her if she’d. Or as some faded paintingfound at the back of a thrift store. The thought was too much, he had torun to the toilet and throw up.During the bus ride home, he took out the postgrad fellowship formProfessor Drew ('call me Mitch') had given him. Some arts organizationdown in Mexico run by old friends of his.He lay back in his seat, feeling the weak Fall sun on his face. He couldalready hear what his ma would say. He had it all written out in his headlike a script. A very old script.---"Really, ma,.