Demouwen zijn vrij wijd en sluiten dan weer strak rond mijn polsen. De broekis zwart. De stof is fluweelachtig zacht en de broek sluit werkelijk alsee... tweede vel rond mijn lichaam. Ook de schoenen zijn zwart, het zijnmeer slippers, want veters zitten er niet aan."Zo, kom maar mee. Je kan nu niet ontbijten, want ik wil je eerst medischlaten keuren. Ik zal je naar de kliniek brengen en wacht daar wel op jetot alles achter de rug is." Goed meesteres Diana."Met haar auto rijden we tot even buiten. I smiled taking a big gulp of air replying "I'm glad you are here too but I'm nervous" he answered "don't be" putting his arms around my waist pulling me to him bringing his lips to mine giving me a couple soft pecks before slipping his tongue in my mouth for a long passionate kiss with both his hands going down right on my butt squeezing my lobes as we continued to kiss and I could feel a bulge in his pants preesing on me. We slowly pulled our lips apart looking in each others eyes I smiled. As Marcy watched, an idea flitted across her mind. What if she could find a woman who could satisfy Kirk in bed, someone who could take care of his sexual needs, not totally, but often enough so that she and the other woman together could keep Kirk's needs fulfilled? She shook her head as if to expel the outrageous idea, yet as she tried to busy herself with laundry, the idea kept reappearing, nagging at her, clawing its way back into her conscious mind.A prostitute? No, Kirk would never stand. I’d worn a nice pair of slacks for the meeting that hugged my backside like a coat of paint, not much makeup and a loose-fitting blouse. Once he was seated on the chair he summoned me over and told me to take the slacks down…I didn’t expect that but did as he asked. Following a quick appraisal of my ass he pulled me around to his right side, pulled me off balance and dumped me over his lap. As I tried to get comfortable he grabbed my panties and pulled them tightly into the crack of my ass.