I was soon BEGGING again for forgiveness and permission to cum! ?You will NOT cum until I wish it, but you WILL be teased as long as I desire it. I am...rather ENJOYING the sight of you squirming,? he informed me, ?Now, get into the backside/presentation position on my desk.? This was a position that had me put my hands around my ankles and spread my legs a bit. My pussy was exposed and vulnerable to WHATEVER he had in mind. I feared that WHATEVER was bad news to me. He began to take advantage of. ”“Is that all,” Mum said, “is that what is bothering you. I’ve known that for a while Peter, l kept finding my underwear had been moved in the drawer, at first l thought it was David but then it was obvious it was you.”“And that didn’t bother you?”“I suppose so at first,” she said, “but then l started to find it exciting, thinking you found me attractive enough you wanted to wear my underwear. I really do wish we’d talked about this before, let’s make this promise now, we tell each other. A tiny part of me was also worried that it'd be weird, for him anyway. And I wanted to know as soon as possible if we were going to have any issues about that. But mainly I was horny.John got the door open, and while I knew his apartment as well as my own, it felt different this time. The schoolgirl part of me, the part that had been writing 'Mrs. John Griffiths' on the pee-chee folder in my mind all night, looked at his apartment as where I was going to be living from now on. Presumptuous. Harrison, my son, followed us everywhere we went and started playing the sports we played. Every year my husband would take us on holidays to the mountains or lakes where we enjoyed camping. My husband was in the regular army and had attained the rank of Major.In February of 2002, Shaun, my husband, was sent to Afghanistan to help fight the War on Terror. Shaun was stationed near Kabul , in the east of the country, near the Pakistan border, and was assigned there for a period of some 12 months..