Now, I heard my wife close the door to our bedroom, and head downstairs.“What do you think?” Cheryl asked of her outfit as she slowly turned at th... foot of the stairs.“Hot, very hot and slutty,” I replied as I picked up the mobile camera, and began taping her, dressed in a very low scooped bright blue dress with a back that plunged further then the front, showing the top of her ass crack.Cheryl turned slowly a couple of times, then bent over, cupping her c-cup tits and jiggling them as I. Pick up the cell phone and dial her number to tell her that no way, no how, no where and hear her phone ringing in my purse! I had borrowed it last night, and forgot to give it back to her. OK there is still hope, she will call me tonight to tell me that she forgot the phone, and then I'll tell her, no dice.I spent the whole evening sitting by my cell phone, her cell phone, and the land line just to make sure I didn't miss the call. No call.Next day, no call. I try calling her, but there is no. " He gets up and walks over to where I'm standing. "Bend over." This, I wasn't expecting. "What?" I asked, astonished. "Obviously you don't understand how serious this is. You masturbated in class, propositioned your professor, and waltzed into his office wearing a skimpy little outfit, and proceeded to proposition him once again. To do such a thing you've got to be a dirty little slut, and you need to be punished. I am going to punish you. Now bend over." He growls the last sentence and his. Would it spew copious amounts of seminal fluids?My face was ashen looking at his cock and then turned bright red when I looked up and he was smiling from catching me ogling over his cock. My thoughts were abruptly ended, but later I realized my thoughts were disrupted only temporarily. I choked a bit and said, "I'm sorry, did you say something?"He chuckled and said, "I was asking if I could share the bench with you. I am a bit tired from running five miles and would like to rest a bit."I moved.