She felt the overwhelming urge to push the door open and wrap her lips around that 11” tool Spencer was paying so much attention to. As she worked u... her nerve, her chance passed her by; Spencer shot his load all over his chest. She heard him call out her name and knew that was her one and only chance. “And just what do you think you’re doing Mr. Bruce?” Bethenny said, throwing the door open. Spencer’s eyes grew wide with surprise, and then melted into relief when he saw who it was. “The same. She knocked and waited."Hi, Emma?" said the young woman. She was unexceptional, but friendly. In fact, warmth seemed to radiate from her, defeating the air conditioning that blew down her neck as they walked through the dark corridor of the suite. It was a beautiful room, with ornate French renaissance furniture that had been chosen with care. Real or not, Emma thought it looked magical."Hi, I'm maybe a little late." stuttered Emma."Who cares, this is a day for having fun, right?" said the. She turned, sizing up the professor once more, finding him more uncertain, more timid than she had when he was her customer sitting on the other side of the counter. Clearly, she would be able to handle the whole thing, she figured. He certainly wasn't going to be what Susi would call a powerful lover!The young girl thought of her boyfriend as she had glimpsed him a few moments before, standing on the corner waiting for her to get out of work. Instead of going to meet him, she had ducked down. It was bright sunny Tuesday morning when my front door bell rang and there was Carl, still looking great. We kissed and over a cup of coffee we chatted about this and that for sometime. After a while Carl said we should go upstairs for a while to celebrate our reunion. But I'm married now I reminded him, he said my husband would never know, I was tempted but no I said, I loved my husband. The atmosphere got a little colder, Carl mentioned all the naughty pictures he still had of me, and how my.