“Mr. Hanson, I think you were right. My skirt is too short, and my bra is too small. See? My breasts just fell out of the top when I leaned over.”...Scott was all to aware that that glorious set of 36d’s was staring him in the face, begging for his hands to squeeze them, to fondle then, for his lips to chew on then. For his cock to grease up and slide in between them. He decided to play the last card that he had in his hand. “Ruth-Ann, you know that only cotton panties are allowed here at St.. She was acting like a slut."Give me permission to restrain you if you change your mind," whispered Eric in her ear.She didn't need to think. They had discussed safewords, as part of their teasing flirtation. She knew the words that would make him release her, no matter what she told him now. She also knew that her stubborn streak would stop her using those words in all but the direst circumstances, even if she was humiliated, even if she was degraded, even if he ejaculated inside her in front. She had some good smell that made me crazy. I badly wanted to some thing. She was also kind of horny, she said, let us go to sleep. I was disappointed, but I was not in a position to say something else. She showed me my bed. She went to the kids room, had a look and to my surprise, came back to my room. She said an excuse that she does not want to wake up the kids and asked me if she could sleep in the same bed with me. I was more than happy. My blood pressure shot up. My body became very hot I. After onlya very short time, I already had visible B-cup breasts and my bellyshowed an oval, pointed feminine profile. I almost burst into tears whenMustapha, a few days later, told me my nipples tasted just like those ofa genetic woman!In the following month, we started seeing each other regularly. Eitherhe would come to my place or I would go to his. I liked acting like awife to him, cooking dinner, washing his clothes, tidying up hisbungalow. In exchange, he rewarded me with nipple kisses,.