Acquisition 2/38 (BDSM, NC, WS, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
Pam came back to Bess' house that evening after feeding her family and
making sure the girls had their homework done. Bill was watching a ball
game on the TV when she left her home and crossed the two backyards to
Bess'. Pam knocked on the sliding glass doors on Bess' patio and let
herself in. She heard Bess in the basement working out on some of her
exercise equipment. She called down a hello and walked to the laundry
room to do Bess' workout clothes the way she wanted them. After the
washing machine was running Pam walked down into the finished basement
to see if there was anything else she could do for Bess.
Bess was sitting on a weight bench in one corner, lifting a dumbbell
with her left arm over and over. When she saw Pam she stopped, dropped
the weight, and walked right up into Pam's face. "Are you fixing your
mistake from this afternoon?" she growled. Pam was surprised by her
neighbor's attitude and with a meek voice replied, "Yes, Bess, I told
you I would."
"Good! Now sit down on this bench with me Pam. I want to talk to you
and I want you to listen carefully." Bess took Pam by the arm and
firmly led her to the bench and sat her down. The diminutive Bess
remained standing so she would be in a superior position to the much
bigger Pam. Bess held her breath for a minute and in measured words she
began talking to Pam, her insides were fluttering but she controlled
her nervousness. This was it, the beginning of making Pam understand
how important she was to Bess and how important Bess was going to be to
Pam from now on.
Bess started by saying that no matter what, Pam needed to know how much
Bess loved her, how special Pam was to her, and how Pam had been her
savior over the last two years. She talked about what a wonderful
family Pam had and how she wanted Pam to think of her as part of her
family, a very special part. Then Bess, using the information she had
learned about Pam's personal life and her psyche, began to explain how
truly unfulfilled Pam's life was and why. Bess twisted and used all of
Pam's hidden fears and self doubts. Doubts planted during her childhood
and those that existed today. She ended her talk by saying that
she "Bess" hadn't been helping Pam. She knew that Pam needed direction
and she hadn't been giving her the direction she needed. That was going
to change. Bess would help Pam by taking away all of the self doubts
and decisions that were so difficult for her. Bess would be telling her
exactly what to do. Wouldn't that be wonderful. No more doubts. Pam
would have Bess to answer all of her questions, to take care of all of
her self-doubts. Pam could surrender all of those difficult parts of
her life to Bess. Bess would help her, guide her and love her. Bess
would help her, now she would become Pam's savior. Also Pam would help
the lonely Bess to become the person she needed to be. Pam would help
her in so many ways and through it all, even the most difficult times,
they each would know that the other was truly loved.
Bess ended her speech and stroked the hair of the silent Pam. Then she
cupped Pam's chin and gently pulled Pam to her feet. Bess placed her
arms around Pam's waist and hugged herself to the older and bigger
woman. After a few moments with Bess holding her breath, not knowing
what would happen, she felt Pam's arms awkwardly wrap around her and
she felt a warm drop splash down onto her cheek. Pam was crying, and
Bess knew that she had a new world to explore with her neighbor.
"Its OK my love," cooed Bess, "I'm here and you never have to worry
about anything again. I will help you and we are a team." Bess held her
neighbor and nestled her head on Pam's fleshy maternal chest. Holding
her like this, Bess realized how out of shape Pam was. She would have
to do something about that, but now to begin exerting her will over the
wife and mother. "OK! Enough of this Pam," said Bess sharply, "lets go
upstairs and I will show you exactly how I want my laundry done."
Taking Pam's hand, she led the still dazed woman up to the laundry
room. Bess knew that there were a lot of things that they would learn
together, and the close human contact of holding Pam had made Bess
realize how much she had been missing physical contact with other
people.
Every day for the next two weeks Bess told Pam when to come to her
house. Pam was always on time. She directed Pam in cleaning and
cooking. Very close supervision. Even though Pam did a good job with
all of the tasks assigned to her, Bess would always find some little
part of the chore to correct or have done differently. Pam eagerly did
what was asked. When the job was complete Bess would praise Pam and
usually gave her a hug, pat on the head or peck on the cheek. Pam slid
very easily into the role of Bess' maid and general gopher. Soon Bess
began having Pam pick up things at the store for her when she was
coming home from work Toward the end of the two weeks Bess began making
more demands of Pam. She would call and ask Pam to run to the store for
her late in the evening, or do some laundry late at night when Pam
should have been getting to sleep. Pam responded and Bess gave her more
and more positive reinforcement. Even to the point of buying little
gifts for Pam. Items like a new book carrier, scented soap or a nice
dried flower arrangement. She would give these items to Pam after
telling her to do something that required some effort on Pam's part.
She would also hug and hold Pam while she told her what a good job she
had done.
Pam fell into this role easily and found her time with Bess as relaxing
and enjoyable. She felt needed and good about herself when she was with
Bess. She knew exactly what to do with Bess there were no self doubts.
It was nice to have a time when she didn't have to be running a
classroom or a family. Even though she worked hard for Bess is was a
mindless comforting activity that made her feel good, especially when
she was praised. When Bess complained that Pam hadn't done something
right, she tried her hardest to do it perfectly the next time. She
wanted Bess' approval. Bess had Pam tell her about activities of her
daughters and Bill. Bess would tell Pam what a good job she was doing
with them, but occasionally she would tell Pam to handle some family
event a little differently. Later Bess would ask if Pam handled it like
she told her. Pam always said she did what Bess suggested. Soon Pam was
asking Bess how she should handle some little event at home or at
school. Bess always told her firmly what she should do. Having these
little instructions from Bess made Pam feel better and Bess could tell
that not having to make a decision was easier for Pam.
One Sunday, Bess had Pam skip church to mop her kitchen floors. Bess
told Pam that she had gotten her a little gift that would give the two
women more time together. Pam smiled with pleasure at Bess, who was
sitting in a chair drinking coffee while Pam finished scrubbing the
floor on her knees. "Oh! Bess, what did you get me?"
"Let's go down stairs to the basement gym and I'll show you," replied
Bess pulling Pam from her knees and leading the docile housewife to the
basement. A gaily wrapped box was soon unwrapped and a leotard workout
suit was displayed.
"Pam, you never get any exercise except chasing after kids and taking
care of your family and ... me. You know how important exercise and a
healthy body are to me. I want us to work out some together. I can help
you get into shape. You know that exercise will make you feel great and
give you a lot more energy. So I am going to set up a routine for you.
It will be so much fun. Now don't thank me, its the least I can do for
you. I will work very hard to help you, you know."
Pam was speechless, she had never been into exercise, but admired her
friends fitness. She had a doubt for a minute but when her friend
smiled up at her, she just accepted the idea, "I guess you're right,
Ok, what do I do? Help me do this Bess."
"Oh, I will. First lets try on your exercise outfit. Strip off your
dress and try it on."
A shy Pam was unsure.
"Oh! come on," reacted Bess, "Pam you've seen me in only my panties. Of
course unlike you my little breasts don't need a bra. I'm built like a
12 year old boy. Let's see if it fits. I took the size from the height
weight scale. You're 5'8", right? So the ideal weight is 125 lb. for a
5"8" tall, 30 to 40 year old woman." Not waiting for Pam, Bess began
unbuttoning Pam's dress. "Ok, you stand still. I'll do this," said Bess
with authority. Pam finally began to move, but Bess growled, "You just
stand still. Like you agreed Pam I am taking charge of exercise for
you. It's for your own good." Pam slipped easily into following her
friends orders. Soon her dress was off. Pam stood in white cotton
panties and bra with white socks and sneakers on her feet.
"Oh my Pam this won't fit you. You must weigh more than 125 pounds, you
really do need exercise and a diet. At least the fat on you is layered,
not cottage cheese cellulite. How much do you weigh?"
An embarrassed Pam said, "145 pounds." She was blushing under the
critical eye of her friend.
"Well let's make sure." Bess led Pam over to a scale in the corner and
pushed her on it. Pam tried to get off the scale but Bess said, "Stay
there." Soon both women were looking down at the scale's dial. It read
150 pounds. Bess grabbed Pam's arm hard and pulled her roughly off the
scale. "I am doing all this work for you and you lie to me Pam. You
know how important health and fitness is to me, you must never, never
lie to me. Understand!"
Bess saw Pam's eyes well up, " I... I... I'm sorry."
"Pam you never have to be embarrassed about your body with me. I am
going to help you do what I say and we will have you in great shape,
but since it will be such hard work for me I expect you to do exactly
what I say."
Pam simply nodded her head in shame.
"I didn't hear you Pam."
"Yes Bess, I'll do just what you say."
"Good! now let's set some goals for you."
Bess pulled out a large piece of construction paper and thumbtacked it
to the wall. On it she wrote in big letters "Pam's Goals By The End Of
School." Under it she made a row for the 12 weeks until school ended.
Then she made columns for "Weight, Bust, Waist, Hips." Finally at the
bottom she put a box labeled "Calories per day."
"OK lets see what we have to work with Pam. Stand still."
Bess filled in the box of week one under weight "150". Under the weight
box of week 12 she wrote 125. Bess then grabbed a measuring tape and
wrapped it around Pam's soft middle. The tape read 30 inches. Bess
wrote that under waist week one. "Damn Pam," Bess scolded, "how could
you let yourself go, you make me embarrassed to be seen with you as
much as I'm into fitness. Now I know why you lied. I think a waist goal
of 26 inches is reasonable. After all you have had two kids so a
perfect 24 is unrealistic."
Next came the hips. Week one was measured as 40 inches the goal became
37 and a smirk about having to "work your ass off" was made by Bess.
Finally Bess simply said, "Take off your bra Pam." Pam hesitated and
blushed. She hadn't been naked in front of anyone but her husband for
years. "Now, Pam, you little baby, I'm not kidding."
Pam slowly reached back, But Bess impatiently reached first and almost
tore the bra from Pam's body. She should get used to me stripping her,
thought Bess. Pam blushed and held her hands over her breasts. Bess
looked at the label of the bra. It read 36-C. On the chart she wrote 36-
C in Bust Week One box, then looking at Pam wrote 36-D on the last
week. "This is the only part of your body that is even close Pam. Let
me explain. Stop hiding your tits and I'll help you understand." Bess
slapped Pam's hands away from her chest. Pam winced at the slap and of
the use of the crude word "tits".
"Look how they sag. I know not working out and nursing two babies can
hurt. But there is a lot that can be done to shape you up. Part of your
exercise routine will be weight and muscle training. These hangers can
be firmed way up. But that will increase muscle mass in your chest and
your tits will stand out firm and proud. That, with the extra muscle,
will increase your cup size." Bess pulled off her shirt to expose her
breasts. They were no bigger than some men's, topped with small pink
nipples. "If I didn't lift weights I wouldn't even have this little bit
of boob. Wow, Pam, were your nipples always that ugly brown color?"
Staring at her neighbors little muscular torso Pam replied, "No they
used to be pink like yours, but for some reason they discolored when I
nursed the girls."
"Well we need to get to work, lets have a stretching routine today so
when we start for real tomorrow your muscles won't be so sore." Bess
walked up to her friend and hugged her hard. She reveled in the touch
of skin against skin. While she didn't think she was gay Bess enjoyed
being enveloped by the fleshy folds of her friend's arms. "God, it has
been so long," she thought to herself.
Pam was surprised to be holding a half naked Bess, but somehow it
seemed natural and she knew that everything would be all right.
Bess had tossed Pam's bra onto the floor. Rather than make a scene Pam
followed Bess through a strenuous stretching routine on a plastic mat
on the floor. Soon Pam was breathing hard and sweat began to appear on
her body and run between her boobs. Bess wasn't even breathing hard,
but she was watching the sway and bounce of her friends breasts. Pam's
white cotton panties became wet with sweat and while not transparent, a
brown pubic hair shadow appeared on the white material. Bess
thought, "If I can get her in shape she will have a very sexy body."
After 15 minutes of stretching Bess said, "OK, we had better get a
shower." Not wanting to push Pam too far, Bess continued, "You are
really sweating so you go first." Bess picked up Pam's discarded dress
and bra and her own shirt. She led her neighbor up to the second floor,
to the master bathroom. It was wonderful leading Pam around with her
only wearing panties. And she herself was naked to the waist.
Pam had wanted to put her clothes back on, but Bess had picked them up.
So she shyly allowed herself to be led up the stairs. It felt funny and
a little exciting to be walking around almost naked in Bess' house. She
even felt a not unpleasant shiver run through her body as if she were
being a naughty little girl.
Bess led Pam into the bathroom, looked at her for a moment then left.
Bess left the door open and busied herself in the adjoining bedroom
stealing glances into the bathroom. She saw her neighbor start the
shower, sit on the commode to pull off her sneakers and socks and then
stand and peel off her sweat soaked panties.
While Pam was behind the curtain showering, Bess entered the bathroom
and grabbed the discarded panties. She took them to the laundry and
tossed them in the hamper. Back in the bathroom Pam was finishing her
quick shower and looking for a towel. Bess entered carrying a large
plush terry cloth towel. "Here let me help, you are probably a little
sore." She opened the towel wide and wrapped it around the naked Pam.
She helped dry the housewife, then she pulled off her own clothes and
stood naked in front of Pam for the first time. "Why Pam you're
blushing, that's cute." Then, before Pam could react, Bess hugged her
tightly, both women completely naked. Bess whispered, "I love having
you here with me," and then she jumped into the shower and pulled the
curtain. Leaving a still damp and somewhat confused Pam standing
motionless.
When Bess exited the shower she asked Pam, who was standing in the
bedroom still wrapped in a towel to help dry her. Pam did with stiff
motions.
"Bess, Bill and the kids will be home from church. I need to go make
them lunch. I'll come back later to do some laundry OK."
"OK, Pam. By the way your panties were so sweaty you can't put them
back on so I put them in the hamper. You can wash them later. You could
never fit into a pair of mine, so I guess you will have to run home
without a pair on."
Bess noticed an uncertain look from Pam. "Goodness it's only 100 feet
and you will have your dress on. It's not like you are flashing the
neighborhood."
Pam got dressed and left, but the coolness of her exposed genitals
under her dress felt funny and like before, a bit naughty. "Bess was so
much fun and such a good friend," Pam thought to herself as she entered
her back door.
****
Over the next two weeks the exercise and weight training routine took
Pam to Bess' house Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings and Sunday
afternoons. Also, Bess had written a strict diet for Pam to follow. It
became hard for Pam to keep her special diet and the rest of the family
meals straight so Bess began planning the entire Henderson family meals
for Pam. Bill and the girls didn't know it, but their neighbor had
taken control of not only their wife and mother but also many aspects
of their life.
On the first day of Pam's exercise workout she had arrived at Bess'
house in an old sweat shirt and sweat pants. Seeing how her student was
dressed, Bess immediately told Pam to strip to her panties because she
needed to see how her muscles moved and reacted to the exercises. To
make Pam feel more accepting of this Bess also stripped. The two women
went through a 1 and 1/2 hour routine of lifting weights, stretching
and even jogging on a treadmill. Bess particularly enjoyed watching
Pam's buttocks and breasts bounce and jiggle as she jogged. Bess was
very patient with Pam, showing her the correct form and process on each
of the several exercise stations set up in her basement. Finally, as
before the two women would walk to the upstairs bathroom and take a
shower. They would help dry each other afterwards. Pam would usually
return home without her sweat dampened panties. On other days Pam would
spend some extra time at Bess', doing the cleaning and laundry.
On the first night of the second week of private exercise class Pam
entered the basement to find Bess already hard at work on a weight
bench. To her surprise Bess was completely naked. Her skinny body was
laying backwards, feet on the floor while she lifted a weight in each
hand. The position completely exposed her vagina to the surprised Pam.
Bess looked up and ordered, "get out of those things and get started on
your stretching." Pam removed her clothes but standing in her panties
next to the floor mat she was unsure what to do. She glanced over at
Bess who was looking at her hard. Bess flicked her eyes from Pam's
panties to the pile of her other clothes. It became evident to Pam what
was expected. They had seen each other naked in the shower, so Pam
simply shrugged her shoulders and slipped her panties down her legs. As
Pam began her stretching exercises on the mat, some of which left her
very exposed, Bess walked over and began correcting some flaws in Pam's
efforts.
"I have shown you these exercises for a week. I expect you to do them
right. You know Pam I have been too easy on you. We will never make
your goals unless we do this perfectly. I am not going to let you fail
at this like you have failed at so many other things. I have loved you,
given you gifts and spent a lot of my time helping you. Maybe you are
one of those people who responds to negative reinforcement rather than
positive. So from now on during out workouts I am going to use
the "stick" rather than the "carrot". Maybe that will get you motivated
to do this right. OK! You have stretched enough. Move to the leg curl
machine." The leg curl bench required that Pam lay on her stomach and
hook her legs under a weighted bar. By curling your legs up the machine
exercised calves, hamstrings and buttocks. Pam put the proper weight on
the bar and began doing the exercise.
"I've told you to keep you thighs pressed to the bench for maximum
benefit of the exercise. This will help you remember." Pam heard a loud
smack and immediately felt a sharp pain on her ass. Pam shrieked and
spun on the bench looking towards the movement . Bess looked down at
her with a smug smile. She stood naked, her breath ragged and she held
a Ping-Pong paddle in her hand. "Lie back down and do the set right
this time." Bess pushed Pam back down on the bench. "Start again" After
the third pull on the bar another hard swat fell onto the tender ass of
the naked housewife. Pam finally got through the exercise with only two
more hits. Bess pulled her to a bench press exercise station. Here Pam
was lying on her back and she was relieved that her bottom was now out
of range of Bess' paddle. The exercise worked her arms and chest. No
blows fell but when she had finished Bess said, "yours arms were not
held straight enough and you didn't lower the bar all the way to your
nipples. Get up and bend over the bench so I can help you to do it
right next time. "
Pam got up and with tears in her eyes begged, "Please no, Bess. It
hurts, I'll do better."
Bess pushed her down so she hung over the narrow bench, her ass high in
the air.
"This is to help you Pam. From now on if I tell you to 'assume the
position" this is how I want you, understand?"
"Yes, but please... "
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
Pam was crying openly. "OK, up, and quit your bawling. Lets go do the
leg lift exercise."
During the rest of the workout Pam was paddled 10 more times. The worst
was at the end, when she was jogging naked on the treadmill and Bess
paddled her several times to speed up. By the end of the workout Pam's
ass was a bright pink and Bess reveled in the power of disciplining her
older neighbor.
"Ok Pam, let's see how we have done. Its time to fill in our goal
chart." Pam was weighed and measured. She had lost 5 pounds during the
week. There was no difference in her hips or bust measurement, but she
had lost almost an inch on her waist measurement. "Not bad Pam, but it
will go slower from now on. There is always a big weight loss at the
beginning of a diet and exercise routine."
"Now lets go upstairs and shower. Upstairs there is no paddle. It stays
down here to help motivate you."
Tonight the two women walked through the house completely naked. Bess
led the still quietly sobbing Pam into the kitchen and poured her a
glass of ice water. "Here my pet, you need to replenish your fluid."
Pam drank the water greedily. The two women stood in the dark kitchen
naked until Pam regained control of herself. Then Bess led her to the
shower and for the first time she got in with Pam. Under the hot needle
spray Bess held Pam tenderly. Then helped the sore Pam by scrubbing her
back and legs. When she was done she turned away from Pam and
said, "Love, wash my back." And Pam did without saying a word. The soft
human touch felt wonderful to Bess as Pam ran her soapy fingers in
circles on the thin and wiry back.
The two women dried each other gently and Pam prepared to leave. Bess
picked up Pam's clothes. She handed her friend her shoes and her dress.
The panties and bra Pam had worn were tossed by Bess into the bathroom
with the wet towels. Since Pam had been naked during the workout her
undergarments were clean and dry. "Pam wear only the dress tonight,
enjoy the feel of your improving body, enjoy the feel of freedom."
In a daze Pam walked home. Her breasts swaying unrestrained under the
bodice of her dress, the cool night hair tickling her pubes.
Bess watched her from the window and smiled.
****
The next day was to prove to be a watershed in Pam's and Bess'
relationship. A troubled Pam went over to her neighbor's house after
school to do some chores for Bess. It was not a workout day. While she
was doing some laundry that included several sets of her own white
cotton panties, Bess came into the laundry room.
"Bess...," Pam began, unsure of herself, " I... I'm not sure... not
sure about..."
"Stop right there, Pam," replied Bess, sensing that she might loose
control of Pam. That couldn't happen. Pam had become the central figure
in her life, she had to completely dominate her. She couldn't lose her
or she would be truly alone. "I understand your confusion and
apprehension, Pam. Let me help you understand better. Let me explain
why you need me, need us."
Without giving Pam a chance to voice her feelings Bess imposed herself
on the unfulfilled middle-aged housewife once again. Bess explained
that Pam had never been "just Pam." She had at first been her parent's
child. Then, for a brief period, a college student controlled by
schedules, assignments and professors. Then a wife and finally a
mother. Bess went on to explain that all of Pam's relationships were
not Pam's choice, but relationships controlled by the labels child,
student, wife and mother. For the first time Pam was having a
relationship with another person, a friend, that had nothing to do with
what was expected of her. A relationship just for her own fulfillment,
of her own choosing. It was understandable that it was happening now at
her age. Her parents were dead, her husband was well established and
her children were getting old enough to be OK without her for large
blocks of time. If she hadn't gotten married right out of college, Pam
would have been her own person then. Because of the choices she had
made in her early life this was the first opportunity for Pam to be
herself. After all, didn't she enjoy and look forward to their time
together? Didn't her friend Bess give her freedom from all of the
decisions and labels and expectations that had been pushing for Pam's
entire life?
Pam saw the sense of it. It was true, she was free for the first time.
Bess hugged Pam and thought to herself, "I hit the nail on the head
except for the part about me. Very stupid, Pam. I am just another in a
long line of controls on your life. I give you the illusion of freedom,
but I am the most controlling of all." Bess smiled and breathed relief,
the danger was adverted and Pam was drawn in even tighter.
When the chores were over Pam was sent off to pick up her girls and do
some family shopping, from a list that Bess had prepared for her. As
she went out the door Bess said, "Pam, I'll see you tomorrow, and I am
going to have a wonderful surprise for you. You are so wonderful." Then
Bess added in an authority filled voice, "Make sure you are on time."
The next evening, after a very normal day for Pam, she headed across
the yards to Bess'. She left her family, telling them that she was
visiting her friend and having an exercise work out. Bill and the girls
were not surprised. In fact, they were happy for the wife and mother.
Pam had never had many friends and Bill was glad that Pam was getting
out. They were aware of the diet and exercise, and were glad.
Unwittingly they encouraged Pam, not knowing the real extent of the
abnormal relationship between the two women.
Bess was waiting for Pam when she arrived.
"Right on time Pam, I'm glad you follow instructions so well. Now for
my big surprise. Come upstairs before our work out and I'll so you."
Bess led Pam up the stairs, but rather than going to the master bedroom
Bess directed Pam to the door of what was a spare room. Pam knew that
when Bess' husband had left her he had taken some furniture. The spare
bedroom furniture was some that he had taken. Pam knew that the room
had been empty and unused over the past two years. On the door was a
beautiful hand painted sign. It read "Pam's Private Room".
"Pam you need a place just for you. I don't need this room so I'm
giving it to you. Its empty now, but we will have so much fun
decorating it. You will be able to get away from everything in here.
This room can be your refuge. You can do or be anyone you wish in this
room and nobody will care. There are no rules for you in here."
Pam hugged Bess, "Oh, this is wonderful Bess, I can just get away from
it all in here."
"Yes, and other things." Pam had not picked up on the double meaning of
Bess' words.
After looking at the empty bedroom Bess said, "Time for our work out."
As the two women walked together Bess noticed some wet footprints from
Pam's shoes on the floor. She spun and looked at Pam. "This house is
kept spotless, you know that. From now on we will take our shoes off at
the door. Go take your shoes off and leave them at the back door where
you come in." Pam dutifully complied then rushed to catch up to Bess
who was already almost in the basement. Once in the basement exercise
room Bess stripped off all her clothes and handed them to Pam. "Hang
these up in the closet love, you can hang yours up in there as well."
Then she dropped to a mat and began stretching out her wiry muscles.
She watched Pam disrobe and when her completely naked and vulnerable
neighbor started back to the mat Bess said, "Pam, pick up the paddle on
that table over there, and bring it with you."
The nude 37 year old was worked hard and the paddle was used often.
When it was over both women were bathed in sweat; Pam from her hardest
workout yet, Bess from the erotic experience of slapping the voluptuous
ass of her innocent neighbor with the paddle and on two occasions her
bare hand.
The women showered together and when Bess rubbed a soapy wash cloth
over Pam's reddened ass she winced in pain. After they toweled dry Bess
said, "lay on my bed for a second Pam, I need to take care of
something. Pam laid down and Bess leaned over her and squirted some
cooling lotion onto the fleshy buttocks. With her strong fingers Bess
rubbed and massaged the cream into the prominent orbs of ass flesh. The
cooling effect of the lotion caused Pam to give an involuntary sigh.
Bess took her time and rubbed the ass, lower back and thighs of Pam.
She reveled in the feel of the yielding soft skin bulging between her
strong fingers. At one point she felt Pam give an involuntary shudder.
Then Pam was off for home. Bess gave her the several pairs of white
cotton panties she had left over the past few days. Pam thanked Bess
and pulled on her dress. She didn't bother to put on any of the
undergarments. Bess smiled at her and whispered, "Bravo, love" Pam
slipped on her shoes at the back door and ran across the backyards to
her home.
"My energy level is up. This diet and exercise stuff really works," Pam
thought as she slipped into her own home.
