His breathing was shallow. “Y-yes.” “Yes, what?” He closed his eyes, turned on and terrified of where this was going. “Yes, I need that.” ...ate loosened her hold on his tie just a bit. “Good. Now, just to be clear, what exactly is it you need? To be wearing something pretty under that three thousand dollar suit? To be dressed like a slut, treated like the dirty little pervert you are?” Fuck. He'd gone this far...This was something he'd fantasized about and wanted for years, but never had the. We stuck around long enough to be sociable, but then headed home. The ham and potatoes were in the oven, ready to go. I cheated and bought a couple of pies from a local housewife who sells pies on the side. I just had to nuke up some corn and we would be good to go. Oops. I forgot the whipped topping.After convincing everyone that we just couldn't enjoy our meal without it, it didn't take much to talk Ben and Lisa to run to the store. Jake, who had been quiet most of the morning didn't want to. Well today wasFriday the last day for 3 days because Monday school was closed parent teacherconference. So I only had one class left before I could go home and not bepicked on for 3 days, I hated the last class because Mr. Jones is the teacherhe was a big man strict and mean he was always yelling at us he seemed to enjoyhumiliating and scaring me and he would call me little sissy boy. On the way tohis classroom I was pushed I dropped my books and homework then they kickedthem down the hall I. Many times I would use mu imagination and her lust for my cock and how big it was getting as she did things to draw attention to her pussy and how that attention would make me fuck her harder and harder. Once she grasped the idea that it didn't bother me, in fact the exact opposite, I really loved hearing what turn ons she had daily. She on the other hand wanted nothing of who I had done or would do. I couldn't even leave for the summer to take a tennis job up north like alot of guys do. So.