Chapter Five
The Ultimate Game
Miss Ballard had ordered Mandissa to bathe me and dress me for dinner. In spite of her lovely body in the oversized tub with me, I was understandably tired and sucked dry. I was content just to sit in the hot water and admire the naked beauty of her youthful coffee and cream-brown skin while she soaped and scrubbed my aching body.
“How may I pleasure you, Sir?”
“You’re doing it, Mandissa. I just want to rest while this heat soothes my sore muscles.”
I drank in the vision of her ponderous breasts swaying and jiggling as she worked. I reached out and touched one. Immediately her arms went up over her head.
“No, Mandissa. It’s all right. Just keep washing me.
“Thank you, Sir.”
The flesh of her breasts was soft and warm, but firm enough to carry their sha
