From that moment on, I had his approval to see Chrissie. I did explain that it would not be often, as I had to apply myself to my studies. He nodded g...avely. "You are perfectly correct, young man. Study and get your degree. There is plenty of time later for socializing."Years later I realized that I did then what barristers do all the time. I persuaded Mr. Ames to see all the positives in the same way that I persuaded juries to look at the evidence that favoured my client. I wasn't deceiving. (Is that also excitement I see?) "Listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once. Those hands are to remain exactly as they are. If they move, or you let go, for ANY reason, then your punishment will only get worse, and I may be forced to tie you down. Do you understand this, my little cocksucker?"With my hand still holding her head back, she could only nod her head slightly and mumble a muffled, "mmhhmm".A stern, "Don't disappoint me whore," before I released her hair. Stepping back. She handed me something under the table. I took it and realized it was her sexy red panties, wet with pussy juice. I put them in my pocket. About two minutes into the meeting I wrote an IM from my laptop. "Pussy still wet?" She wrote back, "So close to cumming. Panties soaked." Our boss was droning on and on as we wrote. I wrote, "I noticed." "Pussy throbbing. So horny. I want you to fuck me so bad." "I love to hear you talk dirty. I'm so hard." "Throw me down over the table and just fuck me. .I look at your grin and know something mind blowing is coming; I squeal as you grab my hips and pull me out of the water and on to your rock hard body. “What are you doing?” I gasp as you take my hard, dark nipple into your mouth.“MMMM” you moan as you flick your tongue around and around, you have always loved my tits, sometimes I think it’s why we are together. You are a ‘boob’ man, and my 38DDD’s are just what you like. You always want to play with them, not that I mind at all; after all,.