Celia said that she had not, but said she was not uncomfortable with the female form. Barbara asked her if she would like to see the more specialist g...arments that the up market ladies who came to the shop for a personal service liked to wear. Lynne brought in some items and Celia ran her hands over them in some state of excitement, and asked if this was the regular wear of customers. Barbara replied that it was, and enquired as to whether they would appeal to her as the lady customers preffered. Stepping down, I had her straddle the bench once again, facing away from me. The scent of her nectars rose to meet my nostrils with further intoxication, luring me further in. Moving to the side, I bent down and pulled my belt from my pants, then moved the pin to the lowest weight, allowing more play on the cable that held her arms high. I pushed her shoulders downward indicating her to bend over the bench and placed her bound wrists in the center of the bench. She complied with no. I went round the other side and climbed up. My skirt rode up above my pussy and I sat down exposed right up to my hips.“Seat belt on Cherry; nice legs by the way.”“Thanks.” I said as I fastened the belt.As we drove off, Uncle Ben did all the talking. Apparently he had split up with his wife and now lives alone in a little cottage on the land owned by the person he works for. About a week later I found out that his wife had thrown him out. It was either that or be arrested for the rape of his. .. I decided to keep on going so I turned the volume up on the tv and pretended that I was in my own little world. I could feel him staring at me from the doorway but I just kept on playing with my clit, I did however decide to put on more of a show. I was moaning and really pushing hard when I squirted at one point reaching down and shoving four fingers in my pussy and pulling some of my juices up to my tits and rubbing it all over my chest. I was really giving him a show. After a couple more.