" she says almost shyly almost looking away from the tall black man."You didn't have to do that, but glad you did though, I was bored to tears I don't...know anyone here, and I would like to have some company later on if you'd like." Well I am married." Oh." he says dejected." Sorry if I got the wrong idea." You got the right idea... , I do what ever I want, with whom ever I want, if you want." she leans back in her chair, and opens her legs making her skirt ride up revealing her hair covered. "It feels soooo gooood." She squirmed sensuously on the bed, closing her eyes, reveling in the man's touch as he lingered extra long on her succulent tits."Except for that one time back in the library when you touched my pussy," she murmured, "I've never been touched. Will you feel me all over?" Her eyes opened and she stared at him."Yessss, my sweet little virgin. For as long as you like." His fingers blazed a path between her tits, across her belly to her light brown strands of silken pussy. Suddenly she wished she'd done the same, to save her a couple of minutesin getting ready.Sam's phone rang at her desk. She'd been waiting for Duncan to call.But it wasn't Duncan. "Hello, Samantha," began her mother. "We've justdropped Joel and Jessica off at your place and that new nanny seemedmost upset." Why, mother?" asked Sam, suddenly realising she hadn't even booked Amyagain during the confusion of the weekend. Had she turned up anyway?"I don't know," her mother said with some. A high-tech, electronic chair, but still just a chair. A machine, and all machines served a purpose. It had no will of its own; it was just doing what it was designed to do.But what was that? What kind of a machine would massage your back while at the same time attempting to violate you?There had to be something she was missing. Had she just imagined that sensation between her legs? No, it had been as clear as the things moving over her back. Was it just another part of the massage? Possibly,.