How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting toget...er often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Amy they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work. “Now don’t touch it with your teeth or else “he grunted. Bob proceeded to work in in and out just enough to avoid gagging me. After 5 minutes , my jaw ached due to his thickness but Bob then grabbed the back of my head ,drove deep and grunted “I’m cumming slut, you better swallow it all .” His cock erupted in my mouth and it lasted a long time but somehow I swallowed most of it. “Good slut “he said “it’s been a long time since I’ve had a good blow job as your mother thinks she’s too good to do. I told her next time we'll get into it. I ran into the shower only to find her underwear and towel she used to sunbathe. I took a big wiff and shot a huge load all over her panties.. I couldn't help myself.Next week came around and we did different stretches, nothing too sexual or revealing as last time. This time I stood behind her as she stood adjacent to me but also staring at the tv. We both bent over legs spread as we touched the ground or at least I tried too. I can barely reach but also. I wanted to do what I had rehearsed over and over in my mind. I slowly guided you to the bed and before I could gently push you down onto it, you pushed me away and started to slowly unbutton your coat, I stood in awe as after each button you undid revealed more and more of your sexy lingerie. The coat dropped to the floor leaving you in black spike high heels, black seamed nylon stockings, black garter belt, and black satin bra (Everything I could have ever fantasized about). I whispered for.