Mina’s voice was low. ‘You want me.’ Greg’s stomach tightened. ‘You finally noticed.’ ‘I’m not sure how I feel about that.’ ‘I kn...w exactly how I feel about it. My jeans have even figured it out.’ They watched each other from across the table. Mina shifted in her seat, a warmth flooding her belly. Greg shifted also, his arousal apparent. Heat. That’s what it was. Finally Mina leaned back, and as she did so, Greg could make out the outline of her nipples straining against her sweater. He shut. Good I thought he is going to blister my ass with the paddle.But I was wrong. Out of another suite coat pocket he took a hand full of condoms and placed them on the small table next to the ashtray. I thought what the fuck he’s good for a couple or three loads and there must be at least a dozen condoms on the table. Hell the store was closing in less than an hour. I look up at him with questioning eyes and he had a big shit eating grin on his face. Don then tied my ankles to the legs of the. Thinking of Ravin made Angel look at the clock as she passed the kitchen. It was almost 11 o'clock in the morning, nearly time for Ravin's check up.Despite being only 24 years old, Angel was a fully trained, fully licensed obstetrician and gynecologist, as well as being a ceritfied nurse-midwife. A child prodigy, she had graduated from Harvard medical school, with honors, at the tender age of 14, and practiced for 8 years at one of the more prestigious hospitals in the country, adding to her. I knelt on the bed and leaned over her and gently massages my fingers either side of her head. ‘Mmm, soothing,’ she whispered. After a few minutes of this she asked me if I was getting tired. ‘Well, my arms are aching slightly,’ I said. ‘Well just lie here still for a while, I think you’ve done the trick’. I slid on the bed and she put an arm around my shoulders. I snuggled in to her neck and put an arm around her waist but daringly between her dressing gown and tummy. I froze, I didn’t more.