My first assignment with her was more modelling but this time she was the only one watching along with her assistant. I was told to come to her studio...and was met by them there; she told me today she will begin fitting me to her work. Next she told me to strip naked, I was embarrassed because I knew I had nothing on underneath my skirt and jacket. I thought since I was going to model lingerie there is no need to put some on as I will take them off anyhow. But I found some guts to take off my. The people there were really nice. As we were tired, we took taxi and went back to the hotel. While getting into the hotel we saw some pamphlets on the reception. My wife took one in hand. We entered in our room and had shower and went for the dinner. When we came back my wife told that she is really tired and want to sleep. Next day, we felt relaxed and again went to see some beautiful places. We came back early that day. My wife saw that pamphlets. There were contacts of different. My hand was in my pussy the whole time. I made a real mess of my panties and skirt, I'll tell you." It's always a joy for an author of erotic literature to find that his efforts are appreciated." Appreciated? Hell, when I finished "Bred," where that frustrated husband, and his brother, and the brother's ever-pregnant wife turn that snooty career woman into a stay-at home baby maker, I was so wound up I raced back to the bedroom and fucked my boyfriend three more times." Well, I guess that's. ‘Bend over my desk, and hold the far side,’ she ordered quietly.Then there was a pause, and I could sense Miss Bates looking at my bottom. I felt her hand gently stroking my buttocks. I gasped at her touch. My bottom was so sore and sensitive, it felt both painful and sensual at the same time.‘Oh dear…’Disappointingly, her fingers retreated.‘If you will excuse me, Sarah, I need to make a phone call. I had better not hear a murmur whilst I’m out of the classroom!’ she warned, as she stepped.