It was not my partner. She was back!Again, she entered the knicker drawer and began to sniff. I was quite excited bu this posh mare getting off on my ...irls pants! Oh no, she is going to get caught again. Move, move, move or you will be caught with you hand in the till, as it were! Too late."I am not being funny, but what on earth are you doing in my room again?" She was pissed off now."I am sorry. These are yours", she said as she handed back the knickers to her host. No point in denying it. When I looked over at the architect to ask him something, he was looking right down my shirt. I just smiled and pretended not to notice what he had been doing. My father came back a minute later and I stood up saying that everything looked good to me and thanked them all. I had to get out of there - I was wicked worked up and I didn't want my father to notice that I had been flashing these guys.I guess that was the defining moment that set everything else into play. I loved that they had been. Take it off. Take it all off.’ And when I had, her voice and manner, as always, having been in the ‘I will be obeyed’ registered, she gave a low whistle and said, ‘It’s been, what? A year. A year and a half? You’ve been to the gym regularly, haven’t you? You were the hunkiest day of the week in that film, and you haven’t lost a bit of it.’ She had remembered the film. She had remembered that I had been the Tuesday stud. I wasn’t completely unremembered in Hollywood already. She reclined more. Caress it. Push a finger in and put my thumb over her clit and start to finger her a little. Uhhhhh mmmOh my god damn you're tight. And you're so wet. I only spent maybe a minute fingering her when she said "I want you inside me!" OK we'll have to take it slow at first." K." She grabbed my cock. Her other hand on my shoulder and starts rubbing her clit with the tip, then rubbing her hole. With her eyes closed she feeds her pussy the head of my cock and then starts to press down"OHH GOD Mmm.