............. I mean, I mean yes it can be" I stuttered.She smiled and her beautiful brown eyes looked into mine. "You know you can tell me anything......... a problem shared is a problem halved after all, isn't it, tell you what why dont we go out for dinner and a drink tonight and have some fun" wanting to get out of the room as fast as possible, but also enchanted by this beautiful woman I nodded enthusiastically.Later that night.We had a few drinks after work, and shared some chitchat before. ” Mason knew we’d fucked, though, and that bothered him. “I’ve been texting you for over an hour!” He was grimacing and waving his phone at me, as if that proved something. Poor guy, he needed someone to blow his little head of steam at. When he feels diminished, like when I go with another guy, he gets loud and argumentative. He saw a waitress just then and got up and started lecturing her, about something not right with his drink. “Hey, wait!” he was saying. “Can I get a straw?!” And when. She still had me by the hair and once again, she gently pulled me to her. I started to kiss her pussy again very gently and as she started to respond, I became more aggressive. I hit that nub again with my tongue, I started sucking on it, within seconds, she was shrieking again, and then she was pushing my head away. I sensed a pattern and I continued this time after time until she pulled me up her body.I just lay there on top of her. I really did not know what she wanted me to do. I could feel. " "I'm sorry, Mistress." I raise the chalk and write SISSIES again, but the scent of her hair stupefies me, her beauty blurs my vision. All I can think of is how near she is and how I long to touch her. Glancing down anxiously, I note that my panties are poking out in front, and an embarrassing stain is soaking through the shiny satin. Mistress sighs. "I guess some people just have to learn the hard way." She seizes my earlobe again and hauls me to the old-fashioned teacher's desk next to the.