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My Life Has Changed So Much For The Better

"First Patrick, and now Jane turns up at the flat."

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I woke the next morning, with Patrick's arm draped across me. I gently lifted it off and laid it on the bed and got up and put the kettle on.

I felt my chest that was still covered in dried cum, so I went and showered. It took a bit of scrubbing to get it all off but off it came. When I had finished I walked back into the kitchen to dry off and make the tea.

I found that Patrick had already made it and was standing there naked looking rough.

"That wine has finished me for the day before it has even started," he grumbled.

"A shower will soon sort you out," I said trying to encourage him. "Want me to assist in that?"

"Haven't you had enough, you greedy sod, I'd love you too, but I have to get to work and go play with some old men's cocks."

"Two-timing me already," I joked back.

"Before I go I had better sort you out, that's why I'm here after all, then I'll have a shower. On the bed and let's get you sorted."

So the process began again, the cream spread in those sexy circles, which felt just so good. Then on my side, knees up for the insertion of the cream finished off with him wiping me gently clean.

"Now don't stand up because I know you will be hard and I won't be able to resist and I will be late. So stay there until I get in the shower."

I was hard and wanted him again, but I respected his request. Then I was up busying myself, bottomless because of the cream, tidying up from the night before and making up some tea and serving up some cereal.

Patrick came back in and said, "Now there's a view that warrants a day off work if only I could."

"Tea's made and I've put some cereal out for you too."

"Lovely," he said smacking his lips, "and I can sit here admiring looking at that."

I looked down and realised my little boy was standing up again and poking up under my t-shirt.

"Oh, stop teasing saying things like that," I said pouting at him.

"What are your plans for today then?"

"Going for a jog, then have a wander into town I expect. Do you want some supper again this evening/"

"Would love to but I have plans for tonight. I will be in to cream you up though," he said with a cheeky smile.

Disappointed, I said goodbye to him.

After I gave the cream enough time, I got my shorts and trainers on and went out for a bit of a jog. I returned, had a very quick shower, and then got ready to go into town.

I decided to wear track bottoms as anything tighter was irritating my backside. I stood on the bus despite there being plenty of seats. I had a wander and then popped into a coffee shop, I was enjoying a latte perched right on the end of the chair when I heard my phone ping with an email notification.

It was from Jane but on official business. She asked if I could call the clinic to make an appointment to see Doctor Mason.

I called as I sat there and when she answered I said in a very low voice, "It's me, Mistress."

"Hush, you naughty boy, this is business," she replied and continued, "Doctor Mason wants to know if you can pop in for a check on your bottom, sorry again about that, and to have a chat about the student training."

"I'm free all day, well, Patrick is treating my bum at six, but other than that anytime."

"Yes I saw the way Patrick carried out your treatment," she said haughtily, "I will call you back with a time."

Then she hung up, "Was there a little bit of jealousy in her voice?" I wondered with a smile.

Twenty minutes later a more cheerful Jane called and said, "Will one o'clock be alright for you?"

"No problem," I replied.

"Be so nice to see you," she whispered down the phone.

I arrived at the clinic a little early and Jane was on her own in the reception area.

"Are you sure you are all right, Richard?" she asked sympathetically.

"Yes, perfectly, just a little sore, so please don't worry yourself about it."

"I'm so glad, next time I will be kinder to you."

"Thank you, mistress, you are so understanding."

A buzzer sounded and Jane told me to go to the surgery.

"Hello Richard, how are you?" the doctor asked.

"Oh you know, just a little sore but I think the cream is doing a decent job on it."

"Well I will have a quick check on it, Patrick was a little concerned about a couple of the welts, and I also want to check inside properly as he said you were sore."

"I would like to apologise as I feel partly responsible. I'm afraid we all got a bit carried away and caught up in the moment the other day. I should have asked Jane to stop, both with the crop and your second episode with the vibrator. That is what I think may have caused a tear in you. Nothing that cannot be fixed so don't worry."

"Could you remove your bottoms and let me see your cheeks first please?"

I took off my track bottoms and pants and stood with my bum in view.

"I can see you have lost some weight already, and Patrick says you are down the gym most days, so well done, try and keep it up."

"I will now I've started, I'm walking and jogging while I'm not going because of the marks to keep my mindset right."

"Good, now this one and this one are still very angry, they must be making it very uncomfortable to sit,"

"Yes they do, never spent so much time on my feet."

"Richard, would you mind if I showed Jane these, more as a warning about being careful rather than moaning at her?"

"Not a problem for me, but please don't upset her."

She spoke on the intercom and then Jane came in.

"I thought you should see this Jane, I'm not having a go and I know you got excited, but you have to be aware of the damage you can cause."

I lifted my top to provide a clear view of my striped backside and I heard Jane give a sharp intake of breath.

"Oh dear, oh I am so sorry to you, Richard, and everyone else. I just lost my head I'm afraid. Oh, dear."

Without thinking I turned around to face her, exposing myself, "Please Jane, I am alright, aren't I doctor?"

"Luckily," is all she would commit to. "Thank you, Jane, I just need to complete my examination now."

She left and I was asked to lie on the examination table on my side.

"Have to be a little hard with her so she realises the power she has in that type of situation."

"I think you know what's coming but I will explain. I will check the external area of your anus and then I need to check internally to ensure there is no major damage"

"To do that I will use a Proctoscope, it will allow me to see right inside, it even has a little light on it. Because you are sore I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable but it is better to be safe than sorry. Are you happy for me to proceed?"

"Happy is the wrong word, but yes, of course, I trust you to do what's best."

She got me to raise my knees to my chest and then pulled my cheeks apart. I felt her run her finger over the outer area, and even though she had a light touch I still jumped from being sore.

"Sorry," she said, "your outer ring is still very angry looking, I promise I will be as gentle as I can, but I need to do a digital examination on the inside. Try breathing deeply and I will use a lot of gel."

The gel went on and I started to breathe deeply, trying not to tense up and jumped as her finger pushed into me.

"Just relax," I heard.

Her finger didn't move until she felt me relax a little and then I could feel her moving it in a circle feeling, I guess, for any anomalies.

Out it came and I relaxed.

"I couldn't feel anything with that examination, but now I'm afraid comes the worst part for you. I know I keep saying it but keep breathing deeply and try and relax.

What seemed like a huge amount of gel was applied and then worked inside with her finger.

"I am now inserting the tool, so breathe deep and evenly, that's the way, now a really deep breath, there it's in."

I could feel what seemed like a huge thing inside me but thankfully no pain, it was very uncomfortable though.

"I have removed the insertion part and I am now inspecting your anal canal. We already knew you had some piles and there is now a small tear, no two small tears there. Just coming back out now slowly and still checking, and another near the entrance."

With a plop, the tool was out of me. She wiped all the excess gel away and said I could get dressed.

"Well, it isn't too bad but needs to be treated, I will give you a prescription for a stronger version of the cream you are already using and another for the external area of your anus. Also some stronger cream for those welts. Take it into the chemist down the road and he will charge it to the clinic account."

"You already have a referral for your piles and I will ask the specialist to double-check on those tears to ensure they have healed all right. No anal sex for a month at least, and that includes your prostate massager."

"I know Patrick is treating you and he will let me know things are not improving. He is a great guy isn't he?"

"He certainly is, a right character."

She then stood up and said, "Get dressed and come with me."

We went out into the garden and walked to a building at the far end, inside was another treatment room, with basic equipment, and a raised area at one end was faced with about six chairs facing it. There were two large-screen televisions and a professional-looking video camera on a tripod.

"This," she said indicating the room with a sweep of her hand, "is where I carry out my learning program for the pre-meds. They have all the basic equipment in here to learn how to be comfortable treating patients, and that is how I start them off."

"Too many pre-meds drop out after a couple of years of theory when they start getting hands-on with real people. This gives the ones that come to this a head start and makes sure they know what it feels like."

"I will warn you that when they start they will be like a bunch of giggling schoolgirls, especially once we get to the stage of you being naked in front of them. That will happen quite early on, by the way, to try and take the sex out of a naked body, if that makes sense."

"I think I know what you mean so that if it were me looking at a naked female, I would not see her boobs, just her chest area."

"That's it precisely."

"I am hoping to start the first class next week, hopefully, your welts will be sufficiently healed to allow you to attend. It will be next Saturday starting at ten in the morning. Are you still happy to do it for me and is that day alright with you?"

"Yes that will be fine, I think I'm looking forward to it."

"If you can pop in on Friday afternoon after you finish work, I would like to give your cheeks a quick once over and give you some medication to take on Saturday morning. That's the one that will suppress any thoughts of an erection," she smiled as she continued, "and we know how quickly yours likes to pop up."

I laughed too at that as it was so true. I wondered what it would feel like not to get hard when I normally would. I also wondered what I was letting myself in for, but I'm all for a bit of excitement and the unknown.

We said our goodbyes, Jane had gone by the time I left so no chance to talk, and I made my way home.

At six o'clock Patrick arrived with his normal grand entrance into the flat. "Arse time, get 'em off," he shouted. Lord knows what my neighbours are thinking.

"I went to see Doctor Mason today," I told him, "she's banned me from any anal sex for a month."

"Bloody hell," he said, "I was hoping to give you a real shagging next week, that's a real bummer."

"I have three tears in whatever it's called, so she has given me this cream to use inside and this one for the outside, and finally this one for my cheeks."

I gave him the creams and he checked them out, "I see they have much higher concentrates than the others. Right, let me get at that lovely botty then."

"Oh, not just your bottoms, get it all off, I just love the view."

So I did and posed for him, in Mister Universe style.

"I don't think that pose works for you, love, That belly spoils it a bit," he spluttered out between laughs.

I pouted and flounced onto the bed and the lovely massage of my bum started again. Again he kept it straight, I guess because he had a date.

"On your side and assume the position," he ordered.

Once again knees up to my chest to give him access. First, the new cream on the outside area, stung a bit.

"That smarts," I said just as he inserted some just inside my hole.

"Wow, that's not a soothing cream then."

"Should wear off quick, my darling, it's probably going to be the same with this one with the applicator, so be prepared."

In it went and then he pushed the plunger and the cream was released I jumped with the sudden sensation of being stung, which continued as the cream followed the applicator out.

He smacked my behind gently and told me to lie there for a while to allow the internal stuff to do its work.

"I'm loving you and leaving you for a night of drink and men," he said, "if you have any bad reaction to that call my mobile, bye for now, see you in the morning."

And he was gone and I laid there with an arse that felt on fire. Then as suddenly as it started it was gone.

I was so bored I went to bed and thought about what had happened to me since I answered that advert. I had gone from a very occasional fumble with a woman, or a blow job with a guy, but mainly my right hand and a vibrator to my idea of sex heaven.

Yes, the thrashing I took from Jane and the rough vibrator episode has put a bit of a damper on it. But even that had an upside in that I met Patrick. Everything seems to be going perfectly, and I am enjoying life for once.

Then the buzzer went.

"Bollocks," I thought, "who the hell can that be."

I was going to ignore it but then, "Hi, Flat 3, who is it?" I said in an annoyed voice.

"Sorry, it's Jane, can I come up?"

"Of course, I'm on the first floor."

I quickly put a t-shirt on and wrapped a towel around me as the cream was still soaking in.

A knock on the door and I opened it to see Jane standing there looking down.

"Come on in, sorry about my attire, but my cream is still soaking in."

Suddenly she came to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"Richard, I am just so sorry about what I have done to you. I was so ashamed when Emily showed me your bottom and all those nasty marks. I hear you also have trouble inside from the vibrator use. I just don't know what to say."

"Please Jane, honestly it will all be better soon, I could have told you to stop but I was caught up with the whole thing as well. Let's just remember what was good about the day. Just think of me in that little bikini you made me wear."

"Oh, don't," she said, " you looked ridiculous, especially with the erection pushing out that little bit of cloth," and she started to laugh.

"Can I get you a glass of wine or something?" I asked.

"Wine would be lovely, I love the new look by the way," eyeing my towel and holey t-shirt.

"All good designer stuff," I joked.

She sat and I stood as we enjoyed the wine and we chatted about the day we had together.

"Do you want to know who the two people were who joined us? I feel I owe you something."

"I would love to know, but not if it means you breaking a confidence, that wouldn't be fair."

"You are just such a nice man, Richard, let me do this for you."

She put her glass down, went to her knees in front of me, and pulled the towel off. My cock immediately sprang to life and without warning, she took it into her mouth.

Her mouth was so warm and wet and it felt marvellous but I said, "No, Jane," and pulled out.

"Don't you want it," she pleaded.

I helped her up and said, "Not like that."

I moved closer to her and kissed her and my tongue explored her mouth.

"Isn't this much nicer," I said as I came away from her.

I started to undo her top and slid it down to her waist. I reached behind and fumbled with the clasp on her bra and eventually released it. It fell to the floor releasing her tits and allowing me access to her nipples. I first played with them with my fingers, teasing them until they stood proud when my tongue took over.

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She had already started moaning as I worked on what were lovely nipples. Then using my tongue, I started to make my way downward, seeking her belly button. Once there I probed it deeply, while I was undoing her skirt. That dropped to the floor leaving her standing there just in tights and panties.

There is no graceful way to remove tights, so I got them down and off as quickly as possible. Now I had access to her panties, I reached down inside of them to feel her wetness inside, and then I reached behind to do the same to her bum hole. She offered no resistance to either.

I led her over to the bed and helped her lay down on her back and I stood and looked at her as I took off my t-shirt.

"Please don't look at me Richard, I'm old and saggy and ashamed of my body."

"I'm ashamed of my tiny cock but here I am with it out and eager for you."

I went on the bed beside her and caressed her tits, paying lots of attention to her highly sensitive nipples. Now, using one hand I continued with the nipple play and used the other to explore under her panties and probe her fanny.

Her moans increased in volume and frequency and I now moved down by her legs and slowly pulled her panties down. Once off, I knelt between her legs, pushed them apart and moved my head down between them. I set my tongue to work on her clitoris. I probed inside deeply, my chin was running with her free-flowing juices which were now pouring from her.

I lifted her legs a bit to access her arse hole and lubed my finger in her love juice and plunged it into her. She whimpered but at the same time pushed down onto the finger so it went to its full length. My tongue was almost fully into her fanny licking and lapping at her.

Her moans were now so loud, so I moved up to be above her. Resting on my elbows I once again devoured her nipple one after the other. Then up further to her mouth, again our tongues explored each other's mouth.

I slowly got off her and asked her to stand. We kissed again and then I said, "Kneel on the bed, my lovely sexy lady."

She obliged and knelt with her backside facing me. I ran my finger down her arse crack and lingered at her secret hole. She pushed at my finger, inviting it in.

"Not yet," I whispered.

I moved in closer and reached down between her legs to feel her wet fanny. I used two fingers to massage inside and her juices once again flooded out.

I guided my cock to her entrance and pushed in.

"That's lovely, yes, it feels good."

"I'm here to please you, my mistress," I whispered.

I moved back and forth pushing in as far as I could to make use of every millimetre of my short length. She reciprocated by pushing back seeking more.

Her moans were now so loud I was sure my neighbours must hear.

I moved my hand back down to her fanny and allowed my fingers to soak in her juices, then brought it up to again explore your arse.

"Yes," she said, "do it, get in, do it now!"

I did, and she jerked up and down furiously.

"Oh God, yes, my, my, my, I'm going to have another orgasm," and then, "aaaaarrghhh, yessssssss, God yes "

Her arse was bucking like a bronco and I was pumping hard and then I too came, with my spunk gushing into her.

I pulled out exhausted and we both lay on the bed breathing heavily. Then she rose and straddled me over my cock. She strained a little, and my recently deposited spunk ran over my now limp member.

She laid next to me again and her hand reached down to my cock. She rubbed two fingers in the white cream and raised them to her mouth and sucked it off.

Then she repeated the process but this time to my mouth and I too sucked them clean.

'Please Richard, may I stay the night? I would be so lonely going home alone," she pleaded.

"Why, of course, you can, my darling mistress."

She grabbed hold of me so tight, "Thank you, my sweet little boy," and tweaked my mow very small cock.

She jumped up and said, " Let me make you something to eat, you're bound to have something in your cupboard."

She took my dressing gown off the door, slipped it on and went and looked for ingredients.

Meanwhile, I replaced the towel around my waist and stripped the spunk and love juice-stained sheet from the bed and put on a new one.

As I was putting the dirty one in the machine I said to her, "Do you want me to put your panties in with the sheet, so you have clean ones for the morning?"

"Yes please, what a clever boy you are, I wouldn't want to walk out with none on. I'm doing an omelette, with some ham pieces, is that all right for you?"

"Smashing, I'll sort the salad."

We chatted as we got the food ready, we must have made a great sight. Then I suddenly remembered that Patrick was coming in the morning.

"Jane, would you be able to do my cream and other bits in the morning, if so I can text Patrick to stop him from coming?"

"Yes, just talk me through it and it shouldn't be a problem."

I sent Patrick a text saying I had the morning treatment sorted so he could have a lay-in and I looked forward to seeing him later in the day.

His text back read, "Two-timing me already, I think I can guess who with. Enjoy and be ready to tell me all. xxx"

"Is he alright with that then?" said Jane hearing the text notification.

"Oh yeah, he's fine, he'll probably enjoy his lay-in. He's been very good to me. coming twice a day."

"Yes, I saw him come twice on the video," she said with a smile.

"So you did see it, I hope it didn't upset you."

"Of course not, I'm only your Mistress when we are playing, I want you to enjoy yourself, I know what it's like to have a boring life. That's not to say I didn't love my husband, it's just there was no excitement."

"Mine was just plodding along too until I mistakenly made that appointment at the clinic thinking it was a straight private GP I was seeing. It is the best mistake I have ever made and my life has suddenly become an adventure."

"First the actual clinic appointment, which was just so exciting and kept on getting better. Then my visit to you, my sexy mistress, you were so inventive and clever in seeking out what worked for me. Patrick then entered the picture and you saw what happened with him and now to cap it all I have made love to you properly."

"Life has changed for me too, I loved being your mistress apart from going over the top with your thrashing. Then I found the courage to seek you out this evening in the hope that you would take me, Two months ago I would never have believed I could do any of what I have over the last few weeks."

We ate and drank wine and then some more wine. We talked for ages about everything, she was particularly interested in my life in the navy and again I found myself relating the experience of when I was in training. She came over and hugged me when I was finished.

She said, "Thank you for trusting me with that story, do you think that is what shaped both your sexuality and your love of humiliation.?"

"I think so, although I have always been teased about my size, made worse I know, by my continually trying to hide it away, my time there was particularly horrific. I found the only way to not let it ruin my life was to take it and turn it into a fantasy. Of course, when I imagine it these days those things happening to me are seen in a different context and I am enjoying it."

"Now in certain circumstances, I love to be on show and enjoy the humiliating comments. I'm looking forward to the student training for the same reason. Something like the changing room at the gym is different, I can't explain why, but fortunately, Patrick is going to help me there."

"I know I was a bit spikey about Patrick, but he is a very sincere and nice man. You know he comes in for his sessions at the clinic but I have no idea what happens in there. He always comes out with a big smile though."

"Did you enjoy doing it with him?" she asked.

"Yes, more so because it felt right if that makes sense. I was feeling extremely randy because he massaged the cream on my bum, it was just so erotic, and then one thing led to another. He wants to fuck me, you know."

"Will you let him?"

"I'll have to see, only done it once with a guy, so I don't know. If he could have done it last night there is no doubt I would have welcomed it."

"Why didn't he, could he not manage it?"

"Because I have some internal tears and anal sex is off the menu," I answered.

She suddenly looked guilty again and I said, "Please Jane, it is not your fault, don't keep worrying over it. In a week all will be back as it was and forgotten."

"Let me return the favour and bathe you as you did me at my house."

We walked to the shower but as there was only room for one I left the door open and laid extra towels on the floor outside.

"Turn away so I can do your back please."

She took the sponge and soaped my back gently, going from side to side forever getting lower. As she got to my backside she knelt and started on my legs, working from the bottom up.

As she reached the top she said, "Legs apart please."

I stood legs apart and she ran the sponge up and along my perineum and up along my arse crack. Then she gently soaped my cheeks with a very light touch.

She took the hose and rinsed my back and I was momentarily disappointed that she steered away from my hole. She soaped up her hands and ran them down my crack one after the other several times. She lingered a little at my sensitive hole causing me to push my bum toward her.

A small slap, "In my own time, mister."

She continued to tease and eventually explored it a little,

She stood, with a groan, and whispered, "Is that all right, not hurting is it?"

A shake of my head answered her. It was a little sore but still felt so good.

She played and teased just inside me not venturing any deeper but it was enough to arouse me all over again.

"Turn around, my baby," she said softly.

I turned and saw her delight at my erect cock standing up proudly.

She started soaping my front in the same way as she did my back and then rinsed me off. Then with a wicked look on her face, she made a great show of soaping up her hands.

She reached down and took my balls in her hands and soaped and soaped them. She ran her fingers from under them to the base of my penis. Then she started to soap the shaft, slowly, one hand following the other up its short length.

I started to breathe heavily and arched my groin up and she suddenly stopped.

She took the hose and rinsed me off and said, "Step out and let me dry you, my baby."

I stood in front of her and she dried me from top to toe ensuring every single part of me was dry.

She whispered in my ear, "Go and lay face down on the bed, while I shower," and nibble my ear lobe.

I went back to the bed and laid down on the fresh sheet and wondered what she had in mind.

Ten minutes or so later I heard her come into the room and sensed her standing by the bed.

"Shut your eyes, relax and enjoy."

I felt her start to massage my leg with some oil, she ran up the calf to the knee and then the other leg followed. Now she worked from the side on my hamstrings on each leg, her fingers teasing the back of my balls as she did the inside. She gently put oil on my bum cheeks but spread it very lightly.

Now she started on my back, working from the shoulders down, and teasing at the top of my crack, Then a stream of the oil was running along it and she gently spread my cheeks to allow it to run freely down and round to my balls,

She ran two fingers from my balls to the base of my spine, again and again. She would linger at my hole just a little to tease. She knew what I wanted but wasn't going in.

"Turn over please."

I did and looked up at her beaming face as she said, "I must be as good as Patrick, looking at this," She took hold of my little boy.

She didn't let go, instead, she straddled me and directed my cock into her wet again fanny.

"Stay still, I want to do it all for my baby boy," she ordered.

She moved up and down in small movements and with a little twist on each downward move.

It was frustrating for me as I wanted to go faster but if I tried she simply shook her head and stopped her movements. The slow, slow movements continued, she bent forward to grab my hand and raise it to her breast. I got the hint and the other followed.

As soon as I started playing with her now enormously erect nipples she started uttering deep-throated moans. Her breathing was increasing to match mine and at one stage I thought she had pee'd on me as there was a gush of her juices flooding onto my groin.

Pulses of pure pleasure were building down below, I felt my balls tightening up, her movement though, was still frustratingly slow. Now she plunged harder down onto me, and then raised until only the tip of my cock was at her sweet entrance, and then wham, down hard.

It both hurt and was wonderful at the same time. Time and time again she repeated it and then without warning my cock gushed its load inside her.

Then the scream, "Aaarghhhhhh, yeeeessssss, yeeeesssss, oooooh," came from her so loud I just had to pull her down and cover her mouth with mine.

"The neighbours will call the police," I giggled into her ear.

She laughed with her full body and as she did I felt my deposit being returned to me. "At least now that come out you won't get pregnant," I joked.

"Stop it, you naughty, naughty baby boy."

Her whole attitude toward me had changed, from being my mistress it seemed as now she wanted to care for me like a baby.

This was reinforced as she rolled off and started to stroke my hair and said, "I will look after you, my sweet baby, you lay there while I get a bowl and flannel."

She came back, a bowl of water, towel, soap and flannel in hand. "Lift a little," she said, placing the towel under my bum and then, "Lay still, my sweet boy."

She then soaped my cock and balls, pulling down the foreskin and cleaning the bell end too. Then down between my legs, The flannel followed rinsing away the soap. The towel was gently pulled from under, and she ensured every little bit was dry.

"I found this too," she said producing a baby talc container and proceeding to cover my boy and balls in it and rub it down between my legs.

"There doesn't that feel better?" she asked.

"Feels wonderful, thank you, do you want me to do you now?"

"No, I just want you to lay there so I can look at you."

"I am trying to decide," she started, "whether I want to be your mistress or your mother. Not just because of hurting you as I so wickedly did, but I have enjoyed this evening so much as well. I am just confused, I am so old now and I want to enjoy this newfound sex life that has been dormant inside me for so long."

"Here is an idea," I piped up, "why can't you be both and get the best from both roles? At home be the mistress and if you visit be the gentle caring mother figure. Mind you I don't think too many mothers get up to what we did with their sons."

"Sshh, naughty boy, that is a fantastic idea though. Then again maybe when I visit you, and it will only ever be you, I will be this person, but when you come to me you won't know who to expect. How does that sound?"

"Wow, you really can be wicked, that will be so exciting as I ring your bell, not knowing."

"I can see already you like that idea," she said looking down at my now semi-hard willy, "but I am certainly worn out now, so I'm going to quickly clean myself."

A while later she came back and lay with me, still gently stroking my head and chest. She rubbed her flat hand up from my cock to my neck.

"It's starting to get prickly already, do you like to be smooth like you were?"

"Yes, especially down below, I felt cleaner without the hairs."

"I like you smooth, so I will arrange for you to visit for a shave soon."

We slowly drifted off into sleep and I could help but smile about how lucky I had become.

TBC

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