She greeted me and buzzed the office. Wilkerson told her to show me right in, so she rose from behind her desk and led the way. I was used to seeing s...ort skirts on the students, but hers might have been the shortest. It barely covered her crotch. Moreover, she was quite tall, with a gorgeous pair of legs that went on forever.Jonathan Wilkerson rose to greet me. He was a small man — shorter than his secretary, Becky, I noted — and was impeccably dressed. I was glad that I, too, had dressed for. I better see a happy girl all daylong or you're going to be one very sorry little boy." I'll be good, I promise." You had better be. We have twenty mud baths in here, and they all havegirlish descriptions. Do you know the name of the bath you're in rightnow?" No ma'am." I call it Princess, as it makes you feel all pretty. You feel it?" It feels a little tingly." Yes, it would... first, it has a very strong, and I emphasize strong,exfoliator. It's much more than a simple hair removal, as it gets. I had no doubt some of my cum had gotten into her long, silky black hair, or that she’d let a little dribble out of the corner of her mouth, with every intention of letting it drip onto her exposed little girl cleavage.I walked to the food court, and went straight to the Taco Bell lineup, which is where I knew Brit wanted to go since she always wanted taco’s.“Yumm, taco’s,” Brit said. “I can’t wait, it’s been almost two whole weeks since I’ve had a taco.”“How the hell do you stay so damn skinny. Then, we were to move our hands as close to her wet pussy as possible, without touching it. I could tell it was working, because occasionally, my wife’s eyes would close momentarily. Each time we approached her wet, hairy mound, her breathing would change. She was very aroused. My plan was working perfectly. I leaned forward a bit to get Jeff’s attention. It was time. My wife didn’t even acknowledge me. She was forming words to answer a question from Erica, but you could tell she didn’t really.