At this point she was wearing a little mini dress, that was very tight and she had her bikini thong on underneath. Whilst playing the golf I had notic...d that every time she picked a ball out of the hole, her dress would ride up and I would have a perfect view of her tight arse. As we hadn't been together that long I decided not to say anything and just enjoy the view. Before long we were approached by another sales rep at the golf course who offered us a Turkish massage. This was was a fifth of. He stayed perfectly still, letting her adjust to him. He was circling her clit slowly, feeling it harden under his fingers, he kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her breasts, than straight back to her mouth. The rhythmic pleasure from his hand was calming her a little, easing the tension in her clenched body. He tried to move but she tightened her thighs around him, trying to keep him still. ‘You feel so good,’ he whispered in her ear. ‘I could stay inside you forever.’ Just thinking about it. The normal urges of a young man coursed through his veins, but it seemed wrong to simply go about raping the wenches like his family did.Jamie had spent much of the past few years in London, attending a boarding school. His studies had been well ahead of his peers, and he had been recommended for a course of study at Oxford in the fall. Perhaps, he mused, it would be good to get away from the household again. Perhaps his father was right, that ‘sheep were made for shearing.’ Nonetheless, what. Evena small trophy I'd won years ago in a golf match was now gone, alongwith a diploma and a couple other awards and knick-knacks I'd collectedover the years, all gone now. Because the clothing didn't fit my newlifestyle, and the awards? Well they were made out to a Tim DuBois aname that was now only a fading memory. With Richard's money, power andconnections and with the constant attentions of the ever present Ms.Lawrence, Tim was history, Tiffany had taken his place. I was nowpermanently.