"Almost every day. My favorite place. I'm a model for the store." That's where I've seen you before. In the Macy's ads."Actually Laura had only a vagu... recollection of seeing Shelley in the ads, which she usually ignored. But there was something very model-like about her, very self-possessed and comfortable with self-display, and Laura thought it not unlikely that she had seen her but simply not stored Shelley's image away in her memory. No, she revised her opinion. Not possible. If I had seen. I was one of the first to reap the benefits of this arrangement, but more partners also seems something that she’s really into. She recently approached me about letting her use my spare room to fuck (a safe place to screw that isn’t her home) and sold me by telling me I’d be able to watch.So now that everyone is up to speed, I can give you the quick recap of how it’s gone so far: HOLY FUCK!Despite my initial apprehension, the first time she had someone over was a huge success. She came over. It never struck hard enough to really hurt, just enough to make her feel it, bringing a delicate pink to her back.There was something almost soothing about it, and the longer it went the more she sank into the feeling, until there were no thoughts, no worries, just that next strike. She nearly whimpered when it stopped, a pair of hands pulling her up so she was sitting on her heels again.“Hold this,” she heard as something long and hard was pressed to her mouth. She opened wide to take it. She gives me a hard-on to this day just thinking about her that night walking in front of me. We sat down on the couch and she kept scooting closer to me as we played till she was practically sitting in my lap. Her free hand was working my right thigh like she was stroking on my hardening cock I was trying desperately to hide from her view being the rather shy guy I am. Soon her hand was wandering more and I made the comment to her, “Stop trying to cheat I was planning on letting you win.