Chapter Twenty Seven
Waiting for Vivian
Today was the day!
Cindi stood and waited.
Just an hour after her wife had left for the office, Cindi was ready and waiting for Vivian to arrive. She stood in her ballet stilettos, the thin chain already locked in place, her corset so tight that it caused her to pant, her frilliest and prettiest knickers drawn tight between her thighs. At any time, her wife’s mother could arrive, and Cindi was ready.
In her head, she had rehearsed her words. She would fall at Vivian’s feet and beg her to have pity for Cindi. Kiss her feet and speak words that would melt the older woman’s heart. Slave to her pleasure and prove her love… The daydream became more florid, more intense and Cindi shuffled a little as the steel under her knickers bit hard. Now, Vivian
