She was in her mid 30’s and had beauty and sexiness sprouting from every part of her body, be it the breast or the ass. One could never take eyes of...f here back when she walks. And boy should I mention about her boobs. I usually go for a jog in the morning after my aunty comes out of her house to draw the kolam ( Rangoli) in front of her house. She comes out with a nightie and I love watching her cleavage when she bends and draws the design. Though she knew that it could not be a coincidence. I cooked my own meals and washed my own dishes.I had all the women money could buy. You name it I had it. They all loved me, really they did, and they all told me so. They would not have pissed on me if I was on fire if I did not have money.My life consisted of protected sex, work and more work. The sex stunk, but it was better that right hand and left hand sex. No one stayed they left before dawn, that was the rule. I would even have transport ready for them.Yes I did have family. Brothers,. I could barely breathe."Of course we need stockings for our new girl" Lorna advised as she heldup two pair, sheer black and fishnets. "Which one ladies?" It was almostunanimous for the fishnets."Well looks like the slutty look it is," laughed Lorna.Once the stockings were on they were fastened to the suspender strapsattached to the corset. Then came the heels, are pair of black patentpumps with a 4 inch heel and strap across the top to secure my ankles.Suddenly I saw a flash as one of the. My heart skipped a beat and I thought well a little flirting never hurt. The message was from my boss at an old job, I was always attracted to him even while working together but never dared venture into that area. He (Phil) was tall and very handsome I was sure his cock matched his stature and best of all he was a complete smart ass. Not every one was a huge fan of his at work because of it and more than once I stuck up for him, but his cockiness drew me in. He was always so professional at.