He followed her around like a puppy dog; still new to this world, but so happy to be in it.“Are we looking for something in particular?” he piped ...up bravely.“Yes. A proper outfit for you. I assume you don't own a bondage suit, yet?”“Bondage suit?” he said with some apprehension. “No...”Bethany turned to him, putting on her most seductive smile. “You enjoy seeing me in leather, don't you?”“Well... yes” he admitted sheepishly.“Mmmhmmm, and I want to see you in leather too. It's only fair,. Of course I am married now, but being Paul, I took him for a drive and shagged him anyway.On the drive back into town he noted Cecile looking at some cars, 'Now there's a Pig I would fuck', I looked and laughed, 'She's not a pig, Paul, she's a traffic warden, then I went on to tell him about her.Over coffee he asked to meet her, but I suggested he try something first, as a joke and a dare, have a wank in my car and see what her reaction would be.Paul agreed, I think he just wanted to let Cecile. M so this gave Lucy plenty of time to get the house sorted.She was feeling very horny when she got into the shower. The hot water running down her naked body only amplified the feeling and it wasn’t long before her fingers were inside her dripping pussy. Lucy loved the taste of herself, she had never thought of it as a sick thing to do since the first time she tried it, which coincidently was the first time she had masturbated.Her shower lasted just short of an hour, after fingering her self,. That was now much reduced, though not entirely absent.There was a long silence, I didn't think he was studying me in the miror because I head rustling of papers. Possibly he was dealing with some business matters. I think I must have knelt there for a good half hour. That was unusual for most guests, once they've sent for a girl, want to get on and enjoy her. At last he spoke.„Kneel up, girl.“ I did so, hands on head. He was grey-hayred and lean-looking, wearing a dressing gown. About sixty or.