Even when her husband was in the room he would ogle at her. She had noticed him staring at her breasts during their lessons, he was paying more attent...on to her tits than the lessons. She often thought if he was using these lessons like her, to get close to someone without the suspicion of a spouse, but she quickly dismissed it. Unlike her, he was a good man who loved his wife dearly and he always gushed about her. Fahima concluded that all men free roam with their eyes, she had seen Ali do it. "Are you sure you want me to?" Yes, I've been thinking about it all night, And I want to feel your hand between my legs rubbing my pussy, I want to have an orgasm"She was lying on my shoulder so I slid my hand down over her back to her firm little ass. It felt so wonderful to touch her. I then slowly pull her teddy up and ran my hand down. I wasn't surprised to find she didn't have any panties on, after all she came wanting to be touched. She spread her legs wide as she felt my hand come closer. I do not want to punish her rather would I be tender with her, protect her, but with a slut to be cruel is to be kind… it is, sadly, the only language they understand. She lowers her blue eyes submissively then, without uttering a word, lifts her self up from the sofa. She is silent because she fears the pain and loathes the humiliation but she has no one to blame but herself – she chose to disobey me. She unbuttons slowly her pin striped shirt and I watch as strands of her long auburn hair. Their world was made up of offices in high rises, negotiating with other men in high rises next door, across the city, state, or country. Or even across the ocean, since in my brother's case he had a lot of dealings with companies in Europe. My brother-in-law was a numbers guy for an investment fund. He said his job was boring, but he was being bombarded with federal people lately, making sure the books were accurate.My claim to fame was the new wine and grappa. I had brought a couple bottles.