Samantha gave Deborah another light’ish smack on each bottom check with the order, “Stay still until I’ve finished.” She then squeezed cold cr...am on Deborah’s bottom and listened happily to the gasp it brought. Deborah took the light smacks in good spirit. It did no real harm and enforced the relative positions of authority with the twenty one-year old firmly in charge of a now more than willing forty year old. She groaned happily as Samantha rubbed firmly and gasped as Samantha squeezed her. " Really?" I asked in disbelief. "And I bet you're the new surprise anchor channel 16 has been so secretive about."It wasn't rocket science, or brilliant detective work, to figure that one out. Our local ABC affiliate had been blitzing the airwaves with teasers about the new look for the six and eleven o'clock news. Ratings had been dropping and the station wanted to get back their share of the viewers, and the advertising revenue.She seemed surprised that I guessed her 'secret' so quickly. It. She was incandescent. "Look at me. Look right at me," I said. My hips continued to buck; she continued to hold her tits firmly together providing a tunnel of passion for my cock.Oh, did I mention my hobby? I'm a craftsman; I sometimes make jewelry. I can produce a pearl necklace in 30 seconds flat. I was about to give one to this girl and even help her try it on. Some talent, huh?On a side note, it's this exact moment that convinces me Women Are Stupid. Like if every secretary who ever did this. So pure, so fresh. He couldn't help himself. Even if someone recognized him, really, what was the harm? He wasn't doing anything wrong.So when he noticed one of the most lovely little visions off a bit, by herself, it really wasn't much of a stretch for him to go over and see if she needed some help, or something. And she was so compliant, so ... obedient, when he suggested that maybe they could go into the woods a bit farther, where it wasn't so noisy.And it was like his every fantasy come.