Then I opened the Toy Box and beganto prepare.First I put on the black Basque with its garters. Itcovers from below the breasts to my waist and is qui...tetight when it is fastened. Next I drew on the longblack seamed stockings. Carefully I drew them upwarduntil I could fasten them to the Basque with thegarters. Checking the seams to be sure they werestraight I then carefully disarrayed the right stockingso as to annoy the Mistress. Not that she would need anexcuse to use me well, but there is no. ’ I look around and realize that a two story house is too big for one person. There are so many places to be, but nowhere to escape. Everywhere is the same: Somber. He’s gone. It’s been two months since I received the letter. A car pulled up and a tall man in uniform walked up to my door. How dare he! How dare he hand me that. How dare he! I cry. I’m crying now. And always will I cry. Still, even as I stand here, I imagine he is with me. He never truly left me, right? But, all I can hear. He told her no thanks, but he would love to get some head from her some time. I overheard the request and I told my wife this was her first request. She asked him if they could go somewhere right now and he escorted her to a cabana by the beach. They were gone about 15 minutes and she returned, she looked at me and opened her mouth and showed me a mouth full of cum. I told she was allowed to now swallow it and she did. I complimented her on her actions and told she would be rewarded. She told. "Take of your shoes and hose, and make yourself comfortable on the bed," I commanded.She put her hand on my shoulder and tossed her shoes on the floor. When she got situated I handed her the bottle again and told her to take a big swallow. Katrina's eyes began to water as the liquor hit. I told her to let her hair down and I watched the blond locks fall around her face framing it. She was gorgeous; a healthy, athletic figure in repose.I told her we were going to create a little fantasy and make.