As afinal touch glasses, tinted in yellow, the lenses held in upswept 50?s frames.A schoolmarm or office boss from hell and of course the Givenchy lib...rallyspattered over my whole ensemble. Time to make some bitch suffer. I stridefrom my dressing room, my heels click on the floor in the tiled corridor, myskirt slaps against my legs at every step, the satin lining hissing over mystockinged thighs, I feel the heavy satin moving in oily folds over my breasts,I hear a soft crackling as I move. I. I lowered my mouth all the way onto your cock and let it slowly slide down my throat, slipping my lips up and down the shaft, wetting it entirely with my tongue. You were on the edge of your seat, ready to explode, but I wanted you to beg for more; I wasn’t going to play nice today…I was tired of being that sweet timid girl.Just as you were ready to cum and I could feel you begin to quiver in anticipation, I slowly pulled my mouth away, smiled at you with an evil grin, and said “Not just yet,. I asked what they were going to do, and they told me they would just sit at the apartment and watch television. When I came back, the apartment was empty. So I thought the girls had called their boyfriends to come pick them up and take them back home. Boy was I wrong!!They came back to the apartment smoking cigarettes, and wearing huge smiles. I asked them where they had been, and they told me the had gone down to the park and met a couple of boys. They said 4 blow jobs later, they had $40 in. She walked over and said a Hi. “ You should start with the stepper and then do the treadmill” better for Hips and thighs. “Thanks, I will do just that.”So as the workout progressed she guided me from step to step and even helped me with the weights. This carried on for around a month and we were soon taking like old buddies.I knew that she had one kid around 14 years old and her hubby was a bigshot in a pvt co. He was a good looking guy and must have swept her off her feet in the younger days.