"I'll admit it doesn't take much to get Pam to cry, but whatever you think is happening here," she gestured between the two of us, "it is most certain...y not." No, I didn't think anything was happening here," I said. "I was just saying hello." Uh-huh," she said again, her tongue working the inside of her cheek. She turned towards the chemistry lab (this is how bad I had it: even the way her ponytail whipped her neck turned me on) and then turned back to me. She narrowed her eyes. "Were you. I am a slave to you Mistress, and a slave to Chloe. You both possess beauty in such abundance that it makes me weak, and alive only to worship you. And you know the power you possess Mistress; you know how denial fuels desire. Once Chloe was mine, and I took that for granted. Now I cannot have her, and my lust for her is all consuming. Chloe takes her place, squatting over me, head to tail. Her hair lightly brushes my thick thighs, her breasts brush my belly. Her flesh is soft and warm, her. "He flipped pages until he came to the negotiated number, one million, three hundred thousand. As promised, she'd brought the deal in under a million five."Look at them," she whispered.Scott glanced to the other end of the conference table."What about them?" They're dying to know who you are. You're young, good looking, and filthy rich. They're so jealous they can hardly stand it."Scott glanced back at the bankers. He didn't see what she was seeing. Sure, they were curious, but with a start he. After a while he pulled back and whispered.”Do you want me to teach you more Tara? Boys like to do more than just kissing, boys will love that you have experience”. “Oh, Mr Tanner, are you sure you don’t mind teaching me?”“It’s my pleasure Tara”. He began kissing me again, but this time his hands moved from my back to my breasts, his hands were strong. He pulled back and looked at me. “Undo the buttons of your shirt Tara”. I hesitated “oh, Mr Tanner, I don’t know”. “Let me undo the first one.