..I cant, I'm late." Normally it would be an easy decision to stay but this is a new job and I cant afford to be late, at least not now anyway. You lo...k at me and there is no doubt you are pissed off. "Fuck me boy. I need you now." As you speak to me you reach behind and pull your arse cheeks apart exposing your pussy to me. "Come on boy, fuck me. You know you want to. Stick it up my arse if you want to." Well to be honest, it is pretty fucken obvious I want to, and even more obvious as I try. It was clear that Robert liked Suzanne. He seemed to enjoy talking to her. At first most of their conversation concentrated on how to study contracts to tell the difference between a good contract and a bad one. Suzanne had to tell Robert quite a bit about her work to give Robert an idea about her legal needs. Robert increasingly seemed to take interest in Suzanne’s photography and her life in general as the summer ended and the fall semester started. Every so often Amy noticed Robert looking. Her lips stretched and his head slipped into her opening. Another inch and a half slid into her and she bit her lip. ‘….please we need to wait….were not ready for this.’ Bree said softly and her eyes were wild. ‘You….you went to dinner with her. I don’t want to get hurt.’ Michael froze then at just a hair under 2 inches inside her. He reached up and took her chin to make her look at him. He understood what she was doing even if she didn’t. She was terrified that she would give in this this. “Yes, Mistress,” I said, discarding the temptation to lie, to bargain, to try to talk my way out of it without hesitation. Her question was not rhetorical, and it was long past the time to play games with her or play the innocent, lost waif..“Did you think that I would care about the pictures you took? That I would care what people would think about me?”I closed my eyes and sighed, remembering the certainty I’d had about my magnificent plan, how sure I was, how wrong. The seduction, so.