Bill, you get over here, now. Harold, put her skirt down this instant and button her blouse back up."They all did as Jenny said, but Heather stood and...shrugged the blouse off before Harold could button it. She turned around to display her proud titties, now wearing only the skirt, shoes, and socks. She took the initiative and moved to greet Jenny with an outstretched hand, politely saying, "You must be Jenny. I'm Heather. Harold has told me everything about you. You're much prettier than I. Finally,I said, "Yes, please…do hurt me a little Mistress." "Hmm…okthen, but I need a reason for that, you have to give it to me now" I didn'tknow what to do, so I just said, "Fuck you!" She opened her eyes wide andsaid back, "No, FUCK YOU!" she swung her boot and hit me in the face. Shelooked at me to see if there was any damage and said, "Be careful, you know,there are limits for anything. Hmm…turn your head aside, I want tosee something." I turned my head but she just placed her boot on my. The pictures in the morning were the same poses as the previous morning. I chose a grey shirt to hide the black bra though I was sure I could see the suggestion of unfilled cups and straps. There was no mistaking that people noticed my red fingernails that day, nor the feminine height and movement of my ponytail. Nobody said anything though I saw the slight smiles, the shared knowing looks. I had hoped to stay hidden in my office but there was a rush job on and I spent more time out of my. I'm cumming!"Just as I did to her, she squirted her juices all over my face. I climbed on top of her, and she embraced me with a tight hug as we tongue kissed for so long that the only reason we paused was to catch a breath."Oh my goodness," was all she said. "I can't believe this. I only dreamed this would happen." You dreamed about fucking me?" I asked."Yes, almost every damn night. You're so beautiful and smart and talented. I couldn't help but be attracted to you. I've wanted you for so.