" Okay." I watched her walk down the hallway and turn into the staircase that led down to the basement. The thin string of the top was invisible again...st her back, and I groaned inwardly. From where I stood, she looked as if she were baring her tits. Ah, how I wished it were so!Presently, within a minute, she called out to me. "We haven't got any soap." Sure we do, hun," I replied. "I'll be down in a sec." NO!" she shouted back. "I mean, I don't have a stitch of clothing on. And this darn towel. Tears were running down Sheila’s face as the pastor released her from the table and took each woman’s strapped hand in each of his and gently massaged them while speaking quietly, “Let that be a lesson to you. If you need to cum you must call or come and ask me for permission. Sheila you will cum with my permission or not at all until I extend that privilege to a man I contract you to.” He watched Sheila’s eyes widen and could tell she had questions. “You may speak. Do you have a question?”. I went to my room to get ready and told my mum in law that I would meet her in the loby shortly, I kissed my wife and headed for the lift meeting my mum in law at the front door of the hotel, she looked amazing she was wearing a tight fitting light dress that was transparent in the sunlight although I couldn't tell if she was wearing a bikini or bra and pants under it but what I could see was her large tits forming an impressive cleavage straining the top of her dress. As we left the hotel she. There was a... tension between them that neither would acknowledge out loud, but was expressed in other ways.They would often stand close together, while working on this or that plant. He would slide his fingers slowly over a leaf, damp with the moisture she'd just sprayed on it. She would grasp a thick branch in her hand, running her thumb over it to brush away some dirt. It was a subtle, sensual play, but one they never acknowledged by actually touching each other. Oh they got close, close.