The Royal Lancaster Hotel in London is where I was with my team fro Iraq and Lydia the colonels widow on our table. We picked up an award for the work we had done in Iraq. Had dinner and lots wine followed by watching my lads dancing horrendously while I chatted to Lydia. I hadn't really described her before now. So she's 66 years old, 5'10, size 12 , with shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and an attractive woman with a great figure. Dressed this night in a black dress which flowed nicely and some nice heels that accentuated her gorgeous legs, which were cased in black nylon. The dress showed off a nice cleavage which she did not worry about it being on show. The evening started to wind down and the lads were wanting more and so said they were going onto a club, not for me so I went to the bar and ordered a nice single maltfor us both as we sat on a nice plush sofa in the corner. We talked about the army, the function Tim and ourselves. Lydia was well relaxed and the dress she was wearing revealed that the nylons were silk stockings as the giggle garter was now on show as she relaxed on the sofa. Those of you who don't know what the giggle garter is, it is that tiny fleshy bit of skin between the top of the stocking and the panties or suspender belt known for if you got your hand on that part you were laughing all the way to the prize.
Lydia asked if I wanted to go to a club that her and Tim used to frequent and as I cannot see the colonel in a dance nightclub I said yeah why not.
We got into a taxi and headed off. We arrived at what looked like a massive mansion with a big black door with a brass knocker and a brass bell. Lydia rang the bell, the door opened by a man in a tux and we were ushered inside. A young woman was inside the door with a tray of glasses of champagne which Lydia took one of and ordered me a large single malt which came quickly.
We walked down corridor to a neither door and we walked inside to another room with 6 other doors. We walked up to the third door and entered, Lydia closed the door behind us and turned on the light.
In front of us was a large brass bed with lamps either side a table to one side with a bottle of champagne in a cooler with two glasses and a large wooden chest next to a leather wingback chair. Lydia then confided in me as to what we were there for. Tim was a dominant male not only as our colonel but also to his wife who is his submissive. She said that she has missed all of the times they had together and knew of my involvement with my submissives in the past and envied them. She asked me if I would be willing to accept her as my new conquest to which I replied a very resounding yes. She opened the champagne and poured us a glass each. I sat on the chair and Lydia presented me with s glass and then knelt beside the chair putting her head on my lap and looking up at me waiting for some praise. I stroked her blonde hair send her slender neck which she liked and smiled. Her head was close to my crotch and she knew I had noticed, she nuzzled my cock which twitched at the thought of her doing that. She put the glass down and stood up. I told her that if we were doing this, then all she had with Tim has to be a distant memory as I would be her master, her sir and I would do things my way whether she liked it or not. She had to pledge herself to me and my ways of being her dominant, which she agreed with
I opened the chest and looked inside. Different boxes and packets inside revealing, handcuffs, ropes, silk ties, wands, vibrator, butt plugs, anal toys, paddles, whips, canes, nipple clamps and lots more. I pulled out a wand and a small whispy switch and two pairs of cuffs.
I instructed Lydia to remove her dress and to stand bend over the chest. As she removed her dress she was stood in a matching set in black of stockings, suspended, half cut bra and tiny panties and black high heels. She looked amazing. She bent over the chest her backside prominent asking to be spanked.
I walked across to her and told her to remove her panties and hand them to me, she took them off and turned to give them to me, she smiled knowing what I had in my hand was going to be across her white flesh as soon as she was bent over again. I walked behind her and gently caressed her cheeks, took a step back and begun with a hard swipe on her right cheek. She flinched and pushed her bottom out to recieve more, as I hit her left cheek then right and alternate for 10 times each, as I rained down the switch her moans of pleasure rang out. I caressed her cheeks and poured a little champagne on the glowing flesh and then licked it off. I then told her to stand there and part her legs a little as I began to inspect her damp cunt with my fingers probing her wetness and having her moans get louder as I told her not to cum until I allow her too. As she was getting aroused, I stopped and sat back down in the chair. She stayed where she was bent over the chest until I allowed her to move. I beckoned her to come over a kneel in front of me and as she did I released my cock from my trousers and told her to make sure I enjoy myself. She took hold of it in her hands and gently massaged it and then slid it into her soft warm mouth, licking and sucking it... to be continued |
