“That’s a surprise,” he grinned, “I felt sure that you were the type to wear stockings.” “What type’s that then?” I scowled. “S...rry, sorry, sorry!” Sean playfully apologised; waving his arms in the air as if he was surrendering. “Sexy woman…sexy legs…I presumed…SORRY!” I took the cups away and ‘tutted’ at him as I left the office. At the end of the day Sean whispered, “Sorry about the stockings thing,” and gave me a good-natured tap on the bum as I left the office. I couldn’t. He opened his mouth but she touched her finger to his lips, "I am sorry I disappointed you," she said, "but you would have been blamed. I could not bear that."He hugged her body to him and then, hearing her whimper in pain, released her."Hold me; don't let me go," she asked.He held her close, for a long time, until, silently, they fell asleep in each other's arms; the first time they shared a bed.Lila woke up alone in bed; she stepped off, still sore from the previous evenings lashing, and. "Come on, Stephy," Cassie hissed, knocking on the dressing room door. "Stop ogling yourself. We need to go."The bustier fit and Cassie paid for it. Cassie was in a hurry all of the sudden. Something was going on. Surely Darren and Cassie weren't doing something together. He hadn't included anyone in any of their fantasy date things before this. He wouldn't dare even suggest... "What's going on, Cassie?" We're going to be late." For what?" If I told you, I'd have to kill you," Cassie said. Aside from the ticking of the clock, the room was completely silent, but she somehow used those ticks as a beat, a rhythm to a silent song. Ell moved her hips back and forth as she stripped, removing her blouse, sensuously taking off her bra.To my surprise, she stopped there. Still wearing knee-socks, black shoes and her plaid skirt, she moved towards me, sitting on my lap and guiding my mouth to those perfect, up-turned nipples of hers.I didn’t need a further invitation - I sucked and nibbled.