I was handed a standard Master/Mistress to Slave contract. If we were to go any further I would need to sign the agreement. I had read the contract be...fore hand and willingly signed on the dotted line. I was officially theirs now. I was a little embarrassed as my cock was leaking a little precum while we talked and more when I signed. I was really going to do this.As soon as I signed I was told to go home. I would be contacted for our initial chat and further instructions. I was theirs now. I am. The air went right through the sheer fabric like it wasn’t there and touched between my legs like an ice cube.In the door and out of the cold I went, heart beating double time, trying to keep me warm. I tried to cover myself with my bag. Maybe I could slip in and hide behind my husband.No. Out of the cold and into the common room of the house where two women sat by a small reception desk near the door. Husband nowhere. They looked me over. Slowly. Appreciatively. Smiling not unlike my husband.. However she didn't. Ten minutes of fidgeting and staring at the table, and she put her child back into the stroller and then reached into her purse, took a scrap of paper out and quickly wrote something. And then she was back up, striding toward me again, this time with a slightly harder to read look across her face. She kept her eyes on the floor as she reached my table, stopped just long enough to toss the scrap of paper on the table, then continued around the corner, disappearing down the. I pull out and turn her over. Gliding between her legs and kissing her passionately. My cock sinks back inside her. Being as close to her as I can, I try to take intimacy to a new level. After kissing her I can’t help but lower my head and give her breasts some attention. Kissing, licking and sucking her hard nipples. She pulls my head tighter to her chest. Kissing her chest, neck and lips, but my desire is about to reach paramount. I’m giving my all and I’m just ready to explode. She knows.