.. ?" Thank you Mr. Cardigan... I will chat with you tomorrow." Bye Tom." He hung up.After I placed the phone in the cradle I turned about to look at ...my sister, whom I had not laid eyes upon in nearly three years.Mother still had her hand upon the handle of the door and blocked her daughters entrance. If mother hated dad, she was disgusted with her daughter. Not once in our time together had she spoke of her female offspring."Let her in." I growled.Linda was a thinner, younger, version of mom.. I instinctively placed my hand on Bob’s muscular thigh and ran it up and down the impressive muscle. His jeans were crisp designer and lung to his wondrous physique. I slid forward slightly in my seat allowing my black dress to ride up over my thighs revealing my stocking tops and garter belt to Bob.Bob glanced down and placed his hand on my thigh stroking the inner thigh softly and gently. I opened my legs wide for him exposing my shaved pussy to him as his masculine fingertips gently stroked. That night I had tough time sleeping beside him because again and again my mind was wondering around the incident. I was in a dilemma if it was right or wrong, my heart was telling it’s a sin but my mind was telling it’s okay. Finally my mind had win over my heart.I started rubbing my pussy and pressing my boobs, within 2 to 3 min I came in my inners.Then I decided by hook or crock I will fuck him, and started seducing him by wearing deep neck, asking for inners from bathroom (basically I was. .. in about... f... f... forty... *Wheeze* forty-five... *pant* mih... mih... *Gasp* minutessss... uuuuuuuoooooooohh..." She breathed her last breath. Another casualty at Domino's Pizza.I slammed down the phone, resigned to my fate. I checked my watch. It had been thirty minutes since I called that dominatrix to come over. Where could she be? My uncle had recently passed away and, leaving no will, he was an intestate and required a dominatrix to administer his property."Wait a minute," I.