“Ohh, yes! Bite my nipple! Bite it harder!” she groaned. I increased the pressure slightly, not wanting to bite too hard and hurt her. I moved fro... left to right, giving both her nipples equal attention before leaning back.“Sit up straight, I want to see that beautiful slutty body shake!” I said.“As you wish, sir!” she said, smiling.I smiled in return as I watched her bounce on my cock like a pogo stick. Her tits were perfect as were the moans of pleasure coming from her pursed lips. There is. The short white, pleated skirt she wore flared and rose outward and upward, allowing a glimpse of the plain white silk panties she had on underneath. Above the skirt she sported a half-length white cotton vest that left her sculpted stomach exposed.Fiona played tennis and the hours she spent on the court each week helped keep her in superb condition. Now, as she looked herself over in the mirror, the only thing she really had to complain about was the size of her boobs. At only 34b, she felt. Helen never married, but had climbed the corporate ladder and so money was never an issue. Unfortunately that was not the case with me and I could rarely afford to participate in the things that she wanted to do.This call was different. “Hi Bev, what are you doing?”“I was actually thinking about taking some time off, been working way too much.”“Do you fancy flying to Hawaii tomorrow?”“Nice idea, but the ticket and hotel would be outrageous.”“No problem, I am already out here on a conference. Instinctively, I reached across the table andtook one of her hands in mine. Even though it wasn’tthe time and place, Willie again stirred. Not only had I fantasized about kissing her soft lips,I had also sometimes had an image of her wrapping herslender, well-manicured fingers around my dick. Itobviously wasn’t quite the same, but she did wrap herfingers around mine and squeezed my hand. While I wasfilled with concern about whatever her problems were,Willie with a mind of his own .