”Her tongue grazed my ear again, but this time I stayed still and bit back a moan as her wet tongue trailed down my neck.“But I couldn’t take th...t chance could I? And it would be wrong to do, but you my dear are certainly an exception to the rule.”She paused, took a deep breath and said, “Just between us, I’m leaving the teaching profession at the end of this semester. She took hold of my erection and gave it a friendly squeeze.“Sooo, Howard, this is my last chance to fulfill my little. I’d managed to talk Kat out of putting any make-up on me, figuring I normally didn’t wear the stuff so why start now. Even though I wanted to look my best, I wasn’t interested in completely changing my look for a guy. Which is why I’d decided to wear my glasses and one of my oversized flannel shirts. I was a nerd and a tomboy at heart, and Lincoln should learn that sooner rather than later.I was glad I’d decided on the flannel shirt as I stood shivering at the entrance. My stomach was doing. Ridiculous.But then something happened that was even more absurd... a candlestick, with three candle-holders (and only one lit candle) hopped onto her stomach. Kristen stared at the moving piece of decoration in complete shock.It dripped hot wax onto her right nipple and Kristen screamed, thrashing against her bonds... it was so hot and burning! Her nipple immediately puckered beneath the wax in pain, and the candle stick dripped more onto it. Kristen's mind was having trouble wrapping around. My cock was now as hard as it could possibly be. Then she woke up. She scratched her ass and turned around. "Oh, honey, you're home. I'm sorry honey, but would you mind giving me a foot-rub. I had a long day at the office." I gladly obliged. I started to rub her feet as she closed her eyes once more. My cock, which was almost bulging through my jeans, was slightly rubbing up against her feet. "Oh my, it's hot in here." she said as she un-buttoned her jacket to reveal the red shirt which her.