She always lingered, often leaving a wet patch on the hot chair. She wondered, every time she did this, if Mr. Williams would sniff her drying juices ...hen she had left, and want her."Oh, Willy," she said into the darkness of her bedroom, as her fingers wiggled against her clit. "Do you lick my juice from my seat after class? Do you want to lick it from my pussy?"All through that final term, Naomi hoped against hope that Mr. Williams would say something. She was eighteen, about to leave school,. You mean … wear it .. now? Oh yes if you dont mind as I need to see how sexy it will be before I can decide to buy one too. Well, obviously I had no intention of buying one but more of an excuse to see her in that sexy lingerie. She seemed to be thinking for a while and said, Alright, Ill help you up since you had been so kind to help me too. So I sat there, with a hard cock, in anticipation of what to come next. She went into the bathroom to change and came out wearing that sexy lingerie. I. She now knew that I meant business and that she was in for some severe punishment.I had her turn towards the coffee table, spread her legs and bend over so I could clip the wrist cuffs to the ankle cuffs. I took another rope and wrapped it around her leg and arm, from her wrist up to her knee. I did the same to the other leg and arm. I then tied her ankles to the legs of the coffee table. I had her lay her head on the table and turn her face towards the camcorder. I wrapped the rope around the. I respected marriage and so I took a back seat, never breathing a word to her about my feelings concerning her or my hatred for her husband. When she arrived at my door I had expected her to be in tears. On the phone she said he was leaving her and that she needed to talk to someone soon. But instead of emotions of any kind she walked in with an expression closer to that of a runway stripper, dropped the trench coat she was wearing and revealed a lacy full body lingerie complete with.