Her legs were small but did not have an ounce of fat. She pushed her legs apart. wiidely bending her knees up so she had her face between her legs. As...this was going on Caseys hands had made their way to Angelias breasts under her little top. Medium sized rock hard breasts with nipples now so erect they could cut glass. Casey gently fondled these perfect tits and tweeked the nipples. Angelia was rapidly building up to an orgasm she had never ever experienced before. The bathing suit top and. You might think the busy environment would be enough to put my mind off of sex, but it isn’t. All these men, wearing fitted suits, with their fresh haircuts and trimmed beards, and bulging biceps, and big hands, and piercing eyes, and…“Hey!” a guy raises his voice from in front of the counter. “He’s pouring normal milk. I said skimmed!”Without turning around, I know he’s talking about me, so I throw the cup in the trash, liquid and all, and take a new one.When I finish the latte, I put it on. ’ ‘It’s not that, Professor,’ Hudson said, ‘I’ve just been too busy as you know. The NYPD is a harsh mistress.’ ‘I suspect she is,’ he said, smiling,’ but do come in. I’ll fix you something to eat.’ The parlor had a new fragrance which to Hudson smelt like roses. On a record player was an album of Beethoven’s 9 symphonies conducted by the famed Austrian conductor Herbert Von Karajan, the Professor’s favorite. He had recently hired a housekeeper, something he had never done before. Hudson. She exuded power with a side of sexiness."Do you like what you see," Jen asked." ... Yes..." I managed to say."Yes. What?"Oh crap, I thought. Now I'm in trouble. "Yes. Mistress," I replied."Good! Now stand up!"I practically jumped out of bed to stand at the foot of it."Get down on your knees," she ordered. And I dropped to my knees."Crawl over to me!"I leaned down onto my hands and slowly crawled over to her. Ooh man, how was she going to punish me, I thought. I was sad that I displeased my.