Darlene lie back in a nice warm bathtub, one leg dangling over the side, thinking pleasant thoughts as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a pleasure she'd been enjoying more often lately.

She brought her dangling leg up back into the tub and squeezed her saucily shaved peg together around her active hand. Taking a deep hint, she lift her ass and exhaled her breath with a soft moan as her dead body released the lascivious delight it had accumulated during the live few minutes.

She eventually dropped her ass back to the tub and smiled contently as the social movement of the water surrounding her caressed away the tension her body created during orgasm while her bridge player, still between her stage, massaged away pulsating throbs of post-clitoral satisfaction.

Eventually she rose, taking clip to admire the resoluteness of her knocker, the embonpoint of her ass, and the figure that still turned pass as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the moisture on her body and donning her bathrobe.

She glide more than walked unsheathed foot to the bar and poured herself a glass of chardonnay grape before relaxing on the settee and checking the meter, made sure she still had the time, the prison term she was glad she had to herself.

She picked up the remote and pressed the play clit flooding the room with the auditory sensation of Richard Strauss'blueing Danube as she drift with the tunes to the kitchen where she helped herself to a piece of brie before returning to the settle and to sip away at her wine.

By the clock time her glass of wine was finished, Darlene decided it was fourth dimension to curry. Walking into her sleeping room, she removed her gown and threw it on the bed leaving her standing completely naked in front line of the candid bedroom window not caring who, if anyone saw her.

Standing in front of the closet, Darlene browse through her press intently scanning each and every rig until she found one that she thought best suited the humor she was in, removed it from its hanger and put it on before accessorizing the outfit with couplet of four inch stiletto bounder then poured herself another chardonnay before returning to the settee and waited for a knocking at the door.

When the knock finally came, she glanced at the clock on the rampart then went to open up the door. Standing in the room access, her fit consisting of crotchless leather panties and a cupless leather bra was clearly visible to any who may have passed.

"You're late,"she screamed at the visitant,"ten fucking minutes late ! Do you think I just sit around all day just ‘ waiting for you to fix my day'? fountainhead I don't."and with that she slammed the door in his look and walked back to the settee to uphold drinking.

"No,"the man responded entering her flat,"I don't think that, forgive me, please."

"You dare just enter without license ?"she fumed kicking him in the jetty adding,"Just who the hell do you call up you are ?"as he doubled over and fell to the trading floor clutching his testes.

"I'm no one."He grunted out,"a nobody, I'm nothing."

"You're not even that,"she yelled to walking toward him,"you're even lupus erythematosus than sewage."and, straddling his top dog, she let relax a current of piddle. Walking back to settee she ordered,"Clean it up."and immediately the man used the sleeve of his $ 600.00 suit to soak the piddle from the floor.

Her foot landed between his legs a arcsecond fourth dimension,"Not that mess,"she ordered placing one foot on the settee exposing her crotch,"this one."and as fast as he could impress the trouble, water stinking, crawling man started glossa washing the moistness from her crotch.

After letting him lap up her for several minutes, pleasurable to her but aught special, she lift her foot from the settee and kicked him onto his cover,"That's the best you can do ? Lick me dry ? What sort of a man can't turn a charwoman on with his tongue ? Are you even a man ?"she watched him nod his question before adding,"show me."

Obeying her command the man stripped au naturel, his erection bouncing out in front man of him until she slapped it. It jumped to his left field and as it returned she grabbed it and started yanking it down with several forceful jerky causing him to ejaculate. Seeing this, she let go of the erection and grabbed him by the testes.

"Do you know what these are for ?"she asked starting to twitch them painfully,"I'll tell you what they're for, they are there for you to control, and if you can't,"she warned tightening her grip and yanking on them,"maybe I should annihilate them altogether and so you won't have to try."

The red confront man gasped and dropped to the storey as she let go ordering"Clean that Stanford White shit from my floor !"From his hands and knees, the man lowered his drumhead to cream his own sperm cell from the floor and as he did so, Darlene slid one of her stiletto dog in and out of his prick until most of the spermatozoon had been cleaned from the floor.

"Enough,"she told him,"I can't digest your foetor anymore. Go take a shower and light off."and she sat down again awaiting his return.

Exiting the rain shower, the man found a maidservant's kit hanging on the bathroom door and, knowing it was for him, put it on before leaving the bathroom.

"So,"Darlene, sitting on the settee with her vino, asked him,"did you spank the monkey while you were in the exhibitioner ?"

"No,"he started before being interrupted.

"Who said you could speak ? Did you hear me say ‘ speak'” the man shook his head ‘ no ’,"No you didn't. Now,"Darlene continued,"did you play with that, that, that tiny little thing while you were in the cascade ?"again the man shook his head ‘ no ’."No you say, let's just see about that. Stroke one off for me."

Obediently, the man pulled down his scanty and began to masturbate while Darlene drank her wine watching him."Faster !"she ordered and he obeyed. Before long, she could see he was near coming and she warned,"Remember my admonition of you losing control condition,"she bounced her toes several metre against the underside of his scrotum and watched as he nod his fountainhead,"commodity, then keep stroking until I say to let go."she added before rising from the settee and pouring herself another half glass of wine."Faster !"she demanded again walking back to the settee watching the irritation on his brass.

She sat watching him as she casually took two more well spaced sips. Holding out the crank, she told him,"In here, NOW !'and the man took the glassful from her, sunk his penis into it and grunted out a very painful, much needed release.

Darlene waited for his throbbing to ease."Good boy."She said, patting the phallus like it was a pet,"And you,"she said to the man scornfully,"for that pathetic piffling show, you deserve a deglutition. Go ahead,"she said with a smile,"help yourself."and the man drank the contents of the wine-coloured crank.

Darlene threw his water smelling clothes at him saying,"Get dressed, get out, go house to your wife. She may need you, but I have no need of something like you."And, still sitting on the settee, she watched him modify into his dirty dress and go forth without another word.

After he left, Darlene put the used wine-coloured glass in the dishwasher, took a snifter from the bar and one-half filled it with Napoleon brandy. She recline on the settee, sipped the brandy slowly, thinking of it as a well deserved treat after another hard day's work .