One night, as we were, deep into our ninth or tenth hand of poker, with the beer and the whiskey flowing, one of the group members asked the question ...that all of us had probably thought to ask at one point or another, but none of us had ever dared to ask.“So, what’s the kinkiest sex you’ve had?”Everyone had a story, except me. There was no way I could out do any of the stories some of the guys told. I apologized and told the group, that I had to be the one weird one since I did not have any. Hanover" as the House's namesake. In private it was always "Sophie," regardless of who was addressing her, housekeeper or the Concierge.A lifelong perfectionist her association with the Hanover House and Concierge in particular had caused her to refine her instincts and elevate them. She reveled in his obvious approval. He was similarly attired with minor exceptions: flats, black cummerbund, a boutonnière and no wedding band, of course.He offered her a chair opposite his by the fireplace and a. Dani breathed a little sigh of relief that the apron actually covered most of her nakedness. The top had straps that tied around her neck and the material spread to cover her breasts although if someone looked from the side they would see most of her boob. The bottom came down well below her crotch and even wrapped around her hips, but it did leave a small portion in the back fully exposed. She glanced at her sultry reflection in the mirror and shivered knowing she would be in a room full of. The glory hole was d****d to the side, so she didn't really know what was going on when she walked in. After she passed thru the entry way I let the sheet down. The look on her face let me know right away she had an idea of what I had in store. "Are you k**ding?" She asked. "Nope, I sent out a post right before I left to pick you up. Now you gotta help me pick out our first cock" I explained. She kept looking at me intensely with that look. Intense lust/love, that look that let me know how.