Permission to ogle! I wondered briefly if that might remove some of the voyeur’s thrill of being caught, but it turned out I had already been caught...! So I dismissed the idea, closed up my garage, went inside my house, found my binoculars, climbed the stairs and went into the bedroom at the back. I opened the window a little at the bottom, closed the blinds everywhere else and sat down to enjoy the view.Suzanne was lying in the sun, face down on a towel. She had already undone her little bra. Later, they tied me to the mast and had me watch while Brad fucked them. One Saturday we went to an all afternoon and night concert. Mistress Angela surprised me by commanding me to act like her pet dog during the concert. After taking off my shirt, she buckled a dog collar around my neck and snapped a dog leash on the collar before I got down on my hands and knees. Several people came over during the day to comment on the tattoo on my back, "Property of Mistress Angela". I guess I was lucky. .i wanted to fuck her then and there but i was totally scared thinking of the consequences.After much of thinkin i decided that today would be the night that i would fulfill my eveil desires.The moment i locked locked the front door of our house the devil got into me,my mom was just a few steps in front of me and i reached out and placed my hand on her shoulder,she turned around and i didnt waste any time i pulled her towards me and kissed her on her lips expecting her to pull away and slap me. .. out of the question." Gemma crossed her arms, which ofcourse meant her mind was made up, and no amount of complaining wouldchange things. "Besides which, you yourself said that Mr Grimm expectsa secretary to dress accordingly. Well, now you're the secretary as faras he's concerned. Now stop pouting and put the skirt on. Really, thisis a lot of fuss over nothing." Gemma slapped Dean's stocking-cladthigh to hurry him up.Dean blushed bright red again as he now stepped into the skirt and drewit.