"Once I'm done with my sandwich, it's back to work." Me too, I'm afraid."And so it was. We finished our lunch and headed back to our respective jobs.... Another hour would fly by before she would appear again.When she came out to clean the living room she still had not put on her sweats. It was too hot to wear that much clothing anyway and I certainly didn't mind the view. However, as she cleaned the living room, I noticed I was doing less and less work and more and more watching. Her rear end. " "You bitch. You know it wasn't......." SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Steve couldn't believe it. He was being bitch slapped by a thirteen year old girl. And he couldn't do one damn thing to stop her. He covered his face with both his hands to protect himself from the pain of her slaps and from the reality of what he had gotten himself into. He burned with shame and humiliation, but he still didn't move. And that's when Steve experienced something that he would never forget for the rest of. ." still quietly but I looked - not at his face but at his lap. And there in the light of the movie was his cock. And it was a very big cock! The kind that everyone now called BBC = Big Black Cock! I couldn't take my eyes off of it - not that I would ever touch it! I wasn't that kind of guy!"go ahead touch it..." and I wanted to look at his face but I couldn't look away and like they had a mind of their own a couple things began happening: one my cock hardened, two my hand started towards his. "You should try," Isaid.He lifted his head for a moment and looked at me puzzled. "Try what?" Try enjoying your own breasts too. On your own body. The way I domine!" I wriggled my torso a little suggestively, to emphasize thepleasures. Then came the clincher. "So I can enjoy yours the same wayyou enjoy mine."His eyes glowed, but then he looked puzzled. "I'm not appropriatelyequipped," he said finally, as he dipped his head and returned to histask.I persisted. "We don't know that. Once.