Hi to all you kinky readers out there. I have been transported into a fantasy world, which resembles the office, in which I work. The women, that I fantasise about every working day, are about to reek humiliation on me for my past behaviour. Tied to a chair naked in a small box room, is not a comfortable way of spending your time over the early part of a cold, Monday morning. A pretty silk scarf has been tied tight over my mouth. The stench of strong perfume is overwhelming. Then to my astonishment the light is turned on and in walks Adele Howells. I know this women, but she doesn't work in my office in reality.
Adele was a very attractive women of 48, the same age as me. She was tall, with short, jet, black hair. Her sexy smile and her kinky laugh was enough to melt any heart. Adele was married to Tony. She had one daughter called Francesca, who was 18 years old.
"Hi babe, hope you have been a good girlie boy for me, can I have my scarf back please," said Adele as she removed it from my mouth.
"Hi Adele, I don't know exactly what is going on," I replied in a quiet voice.
Adele laughed hysterically, as she added fresh, red lipstick to her sweet, thin lips. I tried to get up from the floor, but the thick insulation tape was tight against my body. Adele never failed to disappoint on the clothes that she wore. She was not short of money. Her expensive, white, satin blouse, brought out the best of her firm, erect breasts. Her long, black skirt was tight around her lovely, shaped ass. Adele wore a pair of black, kinky booties over her black, silk stockings.
"Sorry to be so brutal, I will explain everything to you , but first I must think of a pretty name for my kinky sissy," said Adele in a teasing voice.
Adele knelt down on the floor beside me . She then ran her tongue over my dry lips. My cock started to stiffen. Adele then gave me a sloppy, wet kiss. Her lipstick was so tasty, that I sucked most of it off. Adele smiled at me, as she stroked my hair. I was like putty in her hands. Adele untied me, then she cuddled me against her satin blouse. My face was between her breasts. I couldn't have been any happier. Adele purred with pleasure as she made me feel as if I was special.
"I have decided to call you Jessica, that's a very pretty name," said Adele in her sexiest voice.
"Thank you Adele, that will be lovely," I replied licking Adele's pretty blouse.
Adele laughed as she kissed me hard on the lips again. I couldn't really believe my luck. I have loved Adele for the past twenty years. I was shivering, but Adele cuddled me close to her blouse, determined not to let me go. We were waiting for her daughter Francesca to arrive. After nearly an hour of kissing and cuddling Adele, there was a knock on the door. In walked Francesca Howells, daughter of Adele. An 18year old virgin, looking very similar to her Mother. Francesca was wearing a white trousers suit. She smiled shyly at the both of us..
"Hi Francesca, lovely to see you, this is Jessica your new adopted sister," said Adele.