It gave an instant blood rush to my rod. It was standing like a pole inside my shorts. And I was introduced to a new kind of fragrance!Again, I placed... my hand inside. This time, it went easily without any force, not just into her pants, but into her panty. The maid’s daughter lifted her head and looked around, she was enjoying my touch.Now, inside her panty, I was moving my hand to her pubic hair. It was thick and I was playing with it for some time. While moving forward, she held my hand again. Someplace with people. Someplace you’d feel safe. The hotel bar was perfect, as it was packed at happy hour. Did it seem like a strange request then when I instructed you to wear a mid-length skirt with no panties? Perhaps. But I was sure you’d be eager to display how obedient you could be. I let you linger alone in the bar for ten minutes, watched you playing with the straw in your drink, eyes continuously scanning the room. Long enough to let your apprehension build, but not so long that. They have been for sale or lease a long time, and this has been the case since the major manufacturing company that previously occupied this building and the smaller ones surrounding it were bought out moved off shore and closed down! Almost no one, but a few adventuring gang members even bother spending much time in and around these deteriorating old buildings. A person, especially a naked bound woman could be left in any one of these old buildings that have broken windows, holes in the. I decided to just spend the night at home. Who knows, maybe the wife would be in a better mood after her shower. I headed back inside, plopped down on the couch, and put on the game. About 30 minutes later the doorbell rang.'Who could this be?' I thought to myself, as I tried to peek out the window behind the couch."Be right there!" my wife called out.I answered the door to find a tall black man standing on the front porch."Is Renee home?" he asked, looking me up and down."Who are you?" I.