She had been given the chance, more than once, but she preferred to keep work and private life separate. That was he loss. And since then, she had not...been offered any chances. Every job she went for they sounded interested, but a few days later the same thanks but no thanks letter arrived in the post.Obviously, Jeff , as her last employer, was making sure she didn’t work, unless she agreed to have sex with him. That would never happen.But the last job she had applied for, a live in secretary,. Then, after we had been together for about six months, shemade a startling announcement: she had decided to marry me! Iwas overcome with joy! The arrangements had already been made,and we were married the following Saturday in her gym before afemale Justice of the Peace who was one of her customers. Itwas, to say the least, an unusual ceremony! Only the gym's staffand customers were there, and they formed an aisle leading fromthe back of the gym to a small table where Mona, towering aglorious. She hadremoved the belt from her uniform and offered it to Paris.:"Pleasespank me, Paris, I could cum so good if you did."Sandyshed her clothes and began to finger her pussy.??? "Ooo, this really is hot", thought Paris. The so calledprisoner ordered her so called guard to lay across the bed and had to admirethe perky buns that she was about to whip into a bright pinkness. She swung thebelt ten times while Sandy shamelessyly masturbated.The dark haired pixie climaxed with muted little whimpers. We sat down on the blanket and kissed. Her lips were so soft and our tongues met and began their dance. I longed to fondle her breasts and reached my hand down her shirt. Stacia moaned in my mouth as she felt my hands rub her 17 year old tits. She slipped out of her shirt to give me easier access and I laid her down on the blanket. The night was warm so it wasn't the weather that made her nipples stand at attention. Her areola were puckered and her nipples were rock hard just begging to be.