I took off my gloves and wrapped my hands around it, feeling the warmth spread through my hands. I lifted the mug to take a sip and felt the warmth sp...read through my core as I swallowed a sip. “It’s perfect. Thank you so much.” “No trouble at all.” She lifted my gloves, feeling them. “These are so wet, your hands must have been frozen out there. Let me throw these in the dryer for a cycle.” She stood up from the table, making her breasts jiggle slightly, then walked towards the washer-dryer,. I still need them, since my ownbreasts are still too small for Her liking. She has already told me thatthe hormones I am taking have done as much as they can, so She will haveme scheduled for surgery soon. Then the tight black satin corset, moldingmy waist into a more feminine form as I lace it tighter. It feels like atight, sensual hug.Garters, of course, because She wants Her maids in stockings. Tonight,they are black, real silk, with Cuban heels and seams. I check one moretime to make sure. He raises his eyebrows and says "Ok, I’m almost completely undressed and you still have all of your clothes on, doesn’t seem quite fair does it?" as he gives me that smile again. "I suppose not but it’s well worth the wait love", I kiss him once more before getting up and standing in front of him. "Now no touching till I’m all done ok?" He narrows his eyes but agrees. As I stand in front of him I decide to take my pants off first because my shirt is a little long. So I unbutton them and he. You become aware of the growing hardness beneath you, pressing into your back, as the arousal of your closeness pushes blood into my cock.We kiss and touch, share the trust and willingness we have for each other for as long as we can both bare it, then we brake apart. Our faces come away from each other, but our limbs stay interlocked. We stop because we both know that we want to go so much farther than we can sitting here.But my willpower fails, and I can resist no longer.My hand traces its.