But he didn’t say anything. He straightened up. His fingertips rested lightly on my ass and then they were gone. I didn’t move. I hardly breathed....I screwed my eyes shut and waited. His hand came down, fast, strong and hard. No matter how many times I’d felt it, it always surprised me. Sharp. Urgent. He alternated between cheeks and I felt the stinging glow radiate after the first dozen. He always went in dozens.“You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” His voice was lazily amused as he. The exception was Janice.Janice was the daughter of the boss' neighbor and maybe a year or twoyounger than me. She had a cute turned-up nose and long black hair thatfell straight down to her shoulders. She was definitely a plus-size, butI liked the way she filled out her blouse. Hell, her blouse usuallylooked like it was trying to constrain two zeppelins.Many were the times I looked up from my word processor to see Janicetyping away at her word processor, started thinking about those. Normally, she wouldn't have even given the hundred dollar bill another look, but her new body and mind was so focused on the money in hand and couldn't think about anything else.She looked at herself; she was bigger, heavier, fat with a big belly, smelled and no longer dressed in nice stuff. Instead, her hands felt the unshaven beard starting to build up on the face, smelly shirt and pair of short pants that showed off the taxi driver's ugly hairy legs. Then she reached down between her legs,. He began stroking it and told me to get on my knees and suck it. I got down on both knees and put his big cock in my mouth. I couldn't believe what I was doing since I still considered myself straight. As his cock went in and out of my mouth it felt so good yet so wrong. Since I thought this was going to be mutual "play time", I decided to pull out my cock and started stroking it while I was on my knees. He looked down at me and said, "This isn't your time to play.......keep on pleasing me". I.