I had a hard-on all that night as I slept with Hazel's knickers pressed against my cock. The following day it was my turn to make the coffee and as we...sat drinking it, Hazel smiled at me. “Did you enjoy yourself with my knickers last night Mike?” she asked. It was then I twigged this was a set up and it was no good playing dumb. “So you left them there on purpose,” I said. “Of course I did,” she replied, “I've heard you down here sometimes at night and it's pretty clear what you're doing and. She crawled from his fingertips down to the rapidly coiling arousal deep within him, retracing her routes with electrifying intensity when his thoughts grew hungrier.He hated and loved all at once how such power rested in her sensually cunning hands. Please stop, he wanted to cry out. You’re torturing me, killing me just with the idea of you. But his half-hearted pleas would fall on no listening ear, for this was a hell he had created for himself.And there, as if beckoned from the confines of. “No pun intended,” she said, apparently not at all unhappy that I was soft. “And I promise that I’ll try to be good, and not so hard on you. But there’s something you need to understand. I’ve always had these feelings inside me, for as long as I can remember, that you were special. And when I started feeling ... things ... feelings ... strange emotions...” She paused for a breath.“Hormones,” I said, gently.“When I started feeling hormones, I knew, somehow, that I could only explore them with. Does Key West sound familiar to you? She asked me with some added attitude! FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!! I'm so sorry love, I'll be packed in a heart beat, when do we leave? She said in less than 24 hours. I told her, "Consider me packed and ready to go" just as she was exiting the room while throwing a small gesture of acknowledgement with her finger but my concentration was focused on that sauce she has in her step. With all luggage and personal effects in tow, we were off to the airport and I.