We get to her office and she unlocks the door. Her office is small. She has a small desk with a computer facing the door. She sets her glass down on t...e desk as she walks around it and finally sits on the chair. Her head disappears behind it as the sound of a desk drawer open then shuts. She reappears with a envelope in hand, and extends her arm to hand it to me. I walk closer to grab it, and as I reach out to take it, she pulls the envelope back towards her with a playful smile. That's when it. He started slipping down my body, kissing my skin everywhere as he went. He kissed and licked each breast as if they were the most wonderful things he'd ever tasted. My nipples he kissed and sucked so hard, I felt an orgasm grow between us -- he squeezed my breasts lightly, then harder and harder as he sucked.The orgasm grew, and when he nipped a nipple lightly with his teeth, it released its warmth to surge over us. Our bodies spasmed together, my hips danced up and down with happiness, and my. We take our beers, with their creamy thick heads and rich dark color, to a table wedged into a corner. The working-day chatter seems to fade away as we relax over our drinks and make conversation."I'm a painter," you say, and I can see the self-mockery in the smile that flirts with the corners of your lips. "Excuse me, this is Boston, so I must say- I am an artist." We both laugh, and you suddenly become a different person as you realize I don't care. I'm a librarian, no one special, no one. " I told her making sure the anger I felt at the news did not affect my tone. "Good boy," she said and hung up the phone. This was very rare and something I really hated. Watching someone have sex with Lina was pure torture for my chaste denied self. And add to that the humiliation of parading yourself as a sissy maid in front of the man who was going to have sex with her. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I thought about the intense humiliation that was awaiting me. I quickly finished up the.