She walked slowly towards me, shut the file I was working on, stood behind my chair and started massaging my head and asked me to relax for a bit, I r...laxed myself on the chair and she was massaging my head and running her fingers through my hair, and then she came and sat on my lap in the chair and was rubbing her ass over my thighs and dick and was gently caressing my face, her actions were relaxing and arousing me at the same time, I kept holding on to her hips and kept gently squeezing. No detail of the wedding would have been too insignificant for me not to have my way. Occasionally I would ask Jeff’s opinion. He would always tell me to do whatever made me happy, he was getting to marry me and that was enough for him. I was pretty sure it was sincere and not just the diplomatic version of, ‘I don’t care.’ It might not have mattered if he did care. He had no time to express an opinion. With his workouts added to his school work, he was exhausted much of the time. His feelings. I rose slightly to my knees, approximately half of what he was looking for, embarrassed to have my butt in the air. "More!" he snapped and again the tool pelted my thigh. The riding crop is intimidating in appearance only. Eric knows this. When I did not move, he crossed over to the box again and this time pulled out a brightly colored ping pong paddle. A warm up. My bottom took it well. Pink hue and slight heat to the surface. Twenty or so soft swats and the thong was removed, the paddle. ‘Nothing seems to go with this skirt either,’ she then added stepping out of it entirely. Now standing in front of me wearing nothing more than a white pair of cotton panties. An image that remained with me for years every time I looked back on that very moment. Before I knew it, the two of us were lying on her bed, naked, touching one another in ways I had only dreamed of up until then. And…bad enough admitting to her that I was indeed still a virgin, especially at the ripe old age of twenty,.