My perfect chance came a few months back while she was visiting with us for the weekend, and it ended up going a little farther than I anticipated. He...e goes... Michelle came to visit us for the weekend. She, 23, dark hair with fake tan, voluptuous body with lots of curves, but NOT fat, and oh that chest. My wife, Sandy, 29, more fair-skinned, got called into work last minute, leaving Michelle and I at home. She has always been one to keep to herself ever since I had known her. She stayed in. ’ ‘Oh, my god, Sandy, I don’t believe we did that! What a thing to do here in the office – someone could have come in! Damn it, though, I couldn’t help myself. I don’t think that I’ve ever seen anything as sexy as you were – tits out, skirt up lying back on the desk! Unbelievable! I’m sorry about those marks, though. I guess you were able to hide them as well as the ones on your tits! ‘I’m still shaky! We can never do anything like this again! This could have been a catastrophe! No, the marks. After a few minutes I’m allowed to move on my own accord yet I keep up the pace with him whilst arching my back. I feel his hand slip down to the apex of my thighs; his index and middle fingers roughly working my clit almost cause me to lose it. “Already that close?” He growls in my ear. “Yes!” I moan breathlessly in reply. He clicks his tongue in disapproval for the second time tonight, “I’m not going to let you have it that easily, darling.” “Please!” I beg shamelessly when his fingers. This is an adult story with some strong sexual content. It is notintended for and should not be read by minors. It is also not intended foranyone who believes that men are men, women are women and that's theway things should always be. It is concerned with themes of maletransvestism, panty fetishism, male submission, female domination, and thelike. It does not contain any kind of violence nor does it depict childrenunder the age of consentNote, however that unlike my other stories it does.