My hands were like magic, making the fabric between us evaporate.Then Ellen reached down to the hem and just yanked the shirt up and over and away. Di...d I like her actual boobs? she wondered aloud. Trust me, I was sucking away like a baby. And groping away like a pervert. Then I suddenly gave a loud laugh."What?" she wondered."I remember," I whispered between kisses, "the first time I really got to see them. When you wore that sort of slutty shirt," I grinned, "at the summer block party last. ? I thanked her and said ? I will get something to drink? After few drinks, we were talking about the maid, and how clumsy she was and I said ? I feel like spanking her when she keeps my apartment dirty? Mrs. Roy said ? well how did you find your apartment today, I hope I am not getting my bottom spanked? ? Without a second word I asked her to follow me, while I opened all the rooms and checked how clean it was, she followed me with folded hands. I don’t know if it was the drinks or the. Please follow me." Mrs. Mortimer lead the way to yet anotherspacious Fitting Room and again there was a collection of dresses suitsand skirts ready on hangers for the inspection and approval of the group."Now, I understand that much of your assignment will be in a factoryenvironment so I suggest a few tailored navy and black suits togetherwith plain white blouses in Sea Island cotton, Shall we try one just tosee? the sizes should be perfect."Unusually, Laura was somewhat cowed by this rather. We share a brief kiss that leaves my heart beating out of my chest. We turn and walk into the room and she takes a seat on the bed and me next to her. We speak briefly as I try hard to listen to her words while completely checking out her body. She is wearing a tight small shirt showing huge cleavage and small shorts to leave little to the imagination. We kiss again and I mention, "I am usually more of a top but I am thinking I want to be a bottom for you." She gives a sly look and says, "okay.