More black silk slowly comes into view in tantalizing flashes as she sways, wiggling her hips to remove her pants. They soon join the shirt, and I fee... my own jeans becoming uncomfortably tight. The black silk rests snugly against her inner thighs, seeming to hug her like a second skin. From how close my chair is to hers, I can almost make out her pussy in vivid detail through the taut silk. With her groin nearly exposed, I notice a very present shine to the skin around the gusset of her. She just kept teasing me until I promised. Of course I'd tried to keep my promise, but I was weak. This past week I'd broken that promise. Here's why.We had made love on Saturday night. All day Sunday Lisa kept up a non stop teasing routine. Much of it by putting on a show, some of it by touching. By bedtime I was quite ready for a good fucking of my very sexy wife. She insisted that I get her off twice with my tongue before she even touched me. Which I am always happy to do. I love her taste.. A spoiled, girlie brat in designer labels, Naomi was allergic to studying and hard work. But she had the face and body of a straight A pole dancer, so I wrote papers for her and let her take the credit.Naomi had an idiot BF named Kyle. He called her Princess and she acted like one. His boy band good looks and unlimited cash from Daddy didn't make creepy Kyle any less moronic than he already was. We met regularly. Occasionally he called me Professor, other times it was just fella. He'd pistol. She had an iPod that was providing the kind of music that she liked to run to. It ran mostly to Clapton and such. It was good music to get your stride moving to. Jennie Salton led a fairly simple life. She reveled in the fact that she was doing what she wanted to do. As long as she could remember she’d wanted to be a lawyer. Her parents at first thought it was just a fantasy that she’d dreamed up and would never be serious about but Jennie did have one trait that was one of her foremost: an.