He sighed."You can change in the bathroom, there, Darren. I will be waiting in the living room."Darren nodded.He closed the bathroom door and pulled t...he cover off the hanger. He was momentarily shocked. A pair of black silk boxer shorts were clipped to the hanger as was a white apron. Okay, he thought, if she wants a maid, I can be her maid. I can think of a few chores I wouldn't mind doing to her, he felt himself stiffen at the thought. I wonder what chores she has in mind.He slipped his shoes. She had never experienced anything other than the gentle lovemaking we have repeated twice a week for so many years and she was hooked. While she was stroking my cock and telling this to me I came harder than I ever did and realized that I understood what she was talking about. I realized that she did need this, that I was not the man to give it to her, and that I liked that she was taking control. I realized that I have always known I was submissive, that I was intended to serve her, that. Slowly, she was done with my legs and moved to my ass; with her soft hand, she massaged one of the cheeks gently. Like a professional, she moved to the other one and completed the massage on both the ass cheeks. Then she moved up and did massage on back and neck.Again, she went down and put more oil on my ass which was started dripping in between my crack. This made my balls and ass hole also wet. This action made me so hard, and my dick started growing and completely visible between my. As he pushed through the crowd, tears streamed down his face. This was his fault. He said nothing. Did she do this because of him? No, he couldn't be blamed for- he finally saw her. No. It. His cock throbbed against his jeans and he bent over to wretch. When he could breathe again he looked up and saw its tongue, which had spoken to him only minutes before, had finally writhed free from that last thread and somehow had the energy left in the muscle to curl one last time on the pavement before.