She stopped, though, and looked at herself in the mirror.The shirt was long enough, and opaque enough, to be as modest as what she had been wearing wh...n Charlie first arrived. But, it could also be more daring ... depending on 'how many buttons' ... and 'panties or no-panties'.Studying herself in the mirror, Sandy slowly re-buttoned the shirt. She left the top two buttons undone, exposing a fair amount of bare skin. Her nipples were covered however, and would remain so if she didn't do any wild. That night I slept at the office, only stopping to grab a shave and change into a clean shirt. Sure enough, at the same time Miss Cooper turned up and we went through the whole procedure exactly the same as before. this time because of my late night endeavors, there were less mistakes and she seemed to be a little bit more approachable. Half way through the day Miss Cooper said ‘Not a bad effort, a bit of an improvement on yesterday’.Jokingly trying to break the ice, I suggested that it sounded. I felt her reach under the pillow and pull out one of her many her vibrators, within seconds she was grinding and moaning on top of me, whilst all I could do was lay under her, straining my neck to watch and becoming furiously aroused and frustrated as my cock throbbed and spilt precum. Eventually, she came down from her first climax and looked down at me.She was dressed in black see through knickers that were already soaked and black, sheer hold up stockings."Mmm, you like?" she. In a match, I got kicked somewhere between the tighs and fell down to receive another blow on my face, I was immediately sent to the locker room by myself to find a first aid kit to take care of the rip on my eyebrow. I took of my bloody shirt and put a bandage on the rip. I lied on a bench alone and started jerking off as there was no painkillers in the kit and I knew it could help me forget about the pain. The door suddenly opened without a knock and I saw this boy at the door, I immediately.