Adventures in Rubber part19

“Jeee-zus! What are you doing for a living these days? You didn’t
tell me you were loaded now.”

“You didn’t ask. I’m sorry to say that I didn’t earn all of it. My
father passed away several years ago, leaving me his company holdings
and enough liquid assets to build this place.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. If there’s…”

“Oh, it’s alright. It was sudden and painless. In any case, I made
quite a bit on my own in the market, but the inheritance allowed me to
retire earlier, and with quite a bit more income. I really don’t have
an interest in business anymore, so I have accountants and lawyers run
the consulting firm. I get about half of the profits. It lets me
pursue my interests in privacy and comfort, and if I’m careful with my
funds, I can almost live extravagantly.”

Driving up the lane revealed a large and picturesque cottage style
country house. It was completely dark, not a single light in any of
the windows.

“You two live here alone?” Jason asked, “You should at least leave a
light on.”

“Oh, there are burglar alarms. Not to mention Charlemagne and Attila.
Watch.”

As they pulled up in front of the stone porch, a deep, loud barking
began, and several flood lights kicked on, illuminating the entire
front lawn.

“You see: the latest electronic wizardry- anything that ignores the
warning signs, climbs that iron fence has to face the lights and then
Charley and ‘Tilla. Two huge Rottweillers appeared at a dead run,
surrounding the car. Mandy rolled down the window, commanding,
“Charley! ‘Tilla! Make friends. Heel!” The dogs came off of alert,
and meekly sat down on her side of the car. “It’s alright, you can get
out now,” she told Jason.

“O-K, I’m convinced, you don’t need to leave a light on,” replied
Jason, nervously eyeing the dogs as he pulled the bags from the trunk.
They watched him constantly, but never moved.

While man-handling the trunks up the stairs, he took advantage of his
position to watch ` Maid Marion’s ‘ muscular bottom wriggling within a
pair of tight black latex briefs under her short rubber skirt. Very
shortly, he was having trouble walking again.

When they were all inside, and Jason had finished ooh-ing and aah-ing
over the opulent front hall, they moved into the adjacent library where
he collapsed into an overstuffed leather chair. Maid Marion remained
standing just inside the room. He took a moment to drink in the sight
of the black and white latex maid’s uniform. Now, in the better light
of the house, it looked even better than before. The second-skin
bustier covered her completely up to the neck, where a frilly
Elizabethen collar topped the outfit. He saw that her white doily
apron was also made from rubber, although it had a softer, mat finish.
The rest of her uniform was polished to a high gloss. She had quite a
curvaceous and well -endowed figure, too. Although her bust was not as
spectacular as Mandy’s, much of that must have been due to Mandy’s
outrageous bullet-bra corset-jacket.

The perfect fit of both their costumes was emphasized by the highlights
thrown on the skin tight material by the overhead lights. He wondered
what it felt like to have breasts with sensitive nipples rubbing within
the lovely, stretchy stuff.

It was to be only a few days before he found out.

In an attempt to start the conversation again, Jason exclaimed, “Whew!
…End of the part19. To be continued..

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Adventures in Rubber part19

and had scooped everything out. Jason tried to think of something to
say, but was overcome by the unique sensation of SOMEONE ELSE handling
his cock, softly squeezing his balls. He tried to concentrate on the
road, but when she pulled him into her mouth, for the second time that
week, he almost drove off the road. “Ah!
..ahhh” was all he could say.

“Relax,” she said, releasing his cock for a moment, “you drive the car,
and I’ll drive you.” She again bent to her task. During a moment’s
clear thought, he realized she was quite good at it. Every time he
felt ready to come off, she either slowed down or stopped altogether,
moving her attention and tongue to his balls, or neck, or earlobes.
Only once did she come up for air, to give directions.

When they finally arrived, Jason pulled out a large picnic blanket his
…End of the part19. To be continued..

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