"That's a lovely bra, dear, what size is it?" It's a 36C, Dr. Jones," she replied, with her voice quavering."Would you like to take it off for me?" he...asked quietly. Lynn responded by freeing the clasp at the front of the bra and pushing it and her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms. Her firm breasts bounced free, her nipples beginning to harden in response to the chill and to the forbidden nature of what was happening. "Very nice, Lynn. You have beautiful tits." He rolled his chair. We both went in for a hug. It lasted longer than expected. His arms pulled me into his chest and we stood there together. Holding each other. A brief moment where I traveled back in time and felt like a teenager again with my first crush.He let go and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, “Bye Sarah.”His lips felt electric and my body tingled. My face felt hot. I watched him walk away and before he crossed the street he turned.“I’m glad you kept my letter. I still have all of yours too,” he. Seconds seemed to hang in the air, as if minutes were passing, the expectation heightening her excitementSuddenly she found out. He grasped the collar wound around her bound wrists to hold her steady, then brought down his other hand in a stinging slap across her buttock.She shrieked, the shock and the pain making her body jerk. A second blow fell on her other buttock.The man gently caressed her backside with the back of his hand, the smoothness of the touch the perfect counter to the stinging. Howard won the hand. Ithink they let him win…and I got up to clear thetable.When I got up Howard immediately let out yell, stood upand displayed to all present a large wet spot and theleg of his khakis where I had been sitting. I went intomy shy embarrassed routine, which I have perfected andran into the kitchen. When I returned Howard asked me to come over and standnext to him where he then stuck rather large middlefinger in my cunt. He finger fucked me for a fewseconds, pulled out his.