I felt like I really was a pet in the care of a beautifulmistress, and yet, my mistress was STILL not here. The first thing toleave my mouth that morn...ing was a sigh as reality crashed down upon me.I laid in bed and savored the memories of my dreams before getting upand going downstairs to make some breakfast. My waffles were almostdone when suddenly it hit me. I felt a slight vibrating coming from mycrotch. At first I thought it was just my imagination, or my poor penistwitching, but a few. It was a hot day, surprisingly so for May, and I had slipped on a red summer dress that morning. It was fairly short, but I knew I would be behind a counter all day, so my first priority was comfort. All day, people had been in and out, browsing, deliberating, buying. A lampshade here, a first edition there. He was my last customer of the day, and even as he entered I thought I might have to usher him gently out so I could lock up. He browsed the shelves for a while before approaching the. ’ Syd sat in the sliding chair beneath the fixed hand bars. Syd began to lift his body with the assistance of the internal springs and weights that reduced the lifting effort to less than his full body weight. After some easy repetitions, Juanita adjusted a spool but the resistance did not increase. Juanita checked a few gears and declared ‘There’s something wrong with the machine again. It sometimes does this. We’ll have to improvise.’ She adjusted the machine to an easier lift and climbed. Finally, I felt his pubes on my ass. "I can take it," I said in a muted tone."Yes, you can," he whispered, as he slowly and deliberately alternately entered and withdrew from my hole, eventually sliding in to the hilt. Slowly and deliberately. Within a few minutes of his magic I began to feel a twitch in my ass. I was loving it. The pace built. He pulled back to the head and then shoved all the way. My prostate had been stimulated but never like this. Each time the head of his cock pressed on.