I had a look at her bra also. I came back to the hall and started thinking of seducing her. I was taken back as soon as the though came about my paren...s. But my mind was telling me to go ahead and screw this mature babe.We had lunch and she finished washing the dishes and came with a glass of milk. I was sure that she was not having any sexual thought towards me. It was dark already because of heavy rain, and I didn't switch on the lights. We started chatting .After a while she told me that she. You accused me of playing a game with you, but isn’t that what you’re doing? How long did you and Bill think the effects of that one episode were going to last me? If you don’t want me to lick your pussy…fine…then think of something else. But whatever it is, at least try to pretend that you’re interested. ‘You promised to submit to me.’ ‘You promised to challenge me…intrigue me…excite me. Two weeks ago I thought you understood that I need some passion and excitement back into our sex life. If. ” I said. “I see that, very well. However, I still need to decide how and how much.” “I’m prepared to be unable to sit for a week.” I said remorsefully. “That’s if you’re lucky.” My mouth was dry from the anxiety as I gripped the side of the desk a bit tighter. He stepped closer to me and slapped me on my behind, then rubbed it in a long circular motion. He “accidentally” put his hand between my legs, slipping a finger inside me. “This isn’t punishment for you, is it?” He asked as his finger. A lot of stories developed among the k**s and frequent visitors about the legend of 346.For example if a man rang the train's bell it meant that he had sex the night before. But, more importantly by acknowledging to the world that he had gotten lucky he would be guaranteed even better sex for a second night in a row. If a guy rang the bell and hadn't actually had sex the night before he was doomed to only masturbation for the next 346 nights.My favorite though was concerning women. No woman was.