I smiled to myself but complained to my wife for volunteering my services.On the morning I walked up her long drive and say a carpet piled up outside....I rang the bell and could hear her coming to the door her heels on the wooden floor telling me she would be somewhat dressed for the occasion.I wasn't wrong and she opened the door to show me she was in fact wearing a nice pair of strappy heels bare feet with painted toes. A nice pair of very tight leggings showing her wonderful full thighs and a. During that month the live class would have a few more lectures, increasing my target slightly, but it'd only take me one or two more nights to knock the new ones off. If I finished the two courses in a month, then the last month before exams (they were two months away) would be boring because I wouldn't have enough to do. I wondered whether there'd be any merit in starting a third course. I'd talk with Prof about it over breakfast.I studied until a natural stopping point, at about 6:10. I. But if she leaned just right, or stretched just right, the tight material pulled high enough for a clear view of the rounded undersides of her heavy, swaying tits. And the armholes were large enough to offer enticing glimpses of the sides of her breasts nearly to the nipples. This was not the Donna I had known. But she commanded my attention, all right. Even as sexy as Allison looked, even with all I felt about her, how could I possibly take my eyes away from the show that Donna and her body. Her dark blonde hair always seemed to be longer every time I saw her. It nearly reached the small of her back. Despite the lack of any genuine relationship between us, I clenched my teeth when I saw one of my reps staring at her. She must have asked if I was in because the desk assistant pointed her toward my office.I got up, opened the door of my office, and stepped into the doorway. “Everything all right, Laura?”“I’m good,” she answered. “Are you okay? I heard.”Even though I’d let my.