. because the desire makes me weak, and my faith struggles to assert itself and comes out defeated, turned everything to shit. But ... I look at you. ... see a man. Most certainly a man. But one who looks at me ... I mean, I can see your attraction, but I also see the control. And the compassion. I don’t find that in other men. Not in any man I might want.”“You want me despite the terrible thing that happened to you so recently?”“I ... I don’t know. I do know I have never felt so intimate and at. I start to gasp, and my gasps turn into moans which turn into groans of pain and pleasure. "Stay still and we'll be done soon." I do my best to stay still as you continue your assault on my bottom. I count ten more swats in my head before you begin rubbing my ass."Good girl." You purr. "You took that so well." You rub my ass for just a moment more before reaching for the lube in our bedside table. I know what's coming next. You press your lubed finger against my ass. It is then replaced by the. My back arches off the wall at an attempt to press my body to hers. I missed her body on mine. It's been too long. See, the woman I was begging to be taken by was my boss. In a way at least. I babysit her kid, Jack. I've had a crush on her for over a month and had been dropping hints of just that. I was secretly hoping she would get the hints and make the first move. She was a single, successful, hot ass mom. She was a lawyer with piercing blue eyes and gorgeous blonde hair, big breasts and. On the Thursday morning I received a message asking 'Full service required this lunchtime, approx 1 hour, at Gresham Street. Is this possible?'It wasn't really possible but I said yes and he replied with the address. I left my desk at work and said I was popping to the post office. Instead I got on the tube and rushed across London. It had been three months since I serviced Philippe's wonderful penis. I missed it.Philippe stood outside a glass fronted office block and greeted me formally. “Lets.