She is not wearing a bra! Her small but pointy breasts spring free before she even has the garment over her head. I am sitting up (very up) and at att...ntion, not wanting to miss a single second of this. Her jeans are next. What if she isn't wearing panties either? But no, I can see them now. She is pulling the pants down her legs, revealing not only her slender appendages, but also a pair of hot black panties. Wow, I would have figured her for a white-panties girl, or maybe pink. Shows you how. He was not in a good mood, and hadn’t been for the past month. He couldn’t keep his thoughts off of Alexandra Morgan. It kept him in a continuous state of anger and arousal. Every night he sat in a chair in his bedroom, drinking scotch, trying to forget her. He tried distracting himself with other women, but he couldn’t bring himself to do more than take them out. Every time he thought about touching another woman, Alexandra popped into his head and erased those thoughts. She was the only one. "Oh I'm in the mood, babe; but I have a little surprise waiting for you around the corner," I told her going into my Dom voice."I should have known when you went out last night," she said with a chuckle in her voice. I raised one eyebrow and gave her my evil, Snidely Whiplash laugh.After lunch we walked around some large boulders and into the box canyon I saw the day before. Growing from the rocky cliff was an old tree, its limbs twisted and contorted over time by ancient seafaring winds. I. She cleared her throat. “I gethugs in the morning before I leave, and I always kissboth of my parents good night at bedtime.”“Good,” he growled, lowering himself onto her breasts,pressing her down with his chest and kissing the placewhere her neck and shoulder met. “Then you’re doingthis because you want to, not because you’re short ofaffection.” She was momentarily insulted, but held hertemper. His body felt too good against hers to let.