She sighed deeply as my lips closed with hers and met in a kiss that started gently but quickly became more passionate as she leant back on the couch....She was moaning softly into my mouth as I moved one hand to her chest and began to stroke her breasts through her blouse. Even through the two layers of fabric between my hand and her nipples, I could feel that they were already hard and I felt a shiver run through her body as I ran the palm of my hand over them. While my one hand was massaging. On my return to my window, I observed that the youth's torso was pale and slim, his hands were at the buttons of his blue jeans and I stopped breathing in anticipation of his jeans being lowered, which they were, presenting me with a brilliant view of him in black boxers, there was also a definite bulge going on in them too. He bent down to pull the jeans free of his long legs and ankles, then he quickly pushed his boxers down.I drew a gasp of air as the teenager's semi-erection sprang into. Be careful, don't rush or be cocky."Thank goodness I could talk to Wanda before she had time to leave for the office. I advised her of what we were going to be doing and said, "I have to call to cancel my flight training for a couple of days, so I'll ask for a charter. I guess we should try to take a commercial airline, but we'll probably need to work in-flight. Let me get us a ride."I called the air charter service and talked to the attendant on duty at the time. They said they would get. Her private life was much less rewarding though. She longed to be the willing slave of a fair but demanding Master. Her Head was full of unfilled fantasies. She stood 5'10" tall her demure figure accentuated by her 38 C prominent breasts. In her office she ruled with an iron hand, oh how she wished for that iron hand to spank her in the privacy of her home.Whilst trying to ease the pent up tensions she always felt when she arrive home to her empty lifeless private existence, recently she had.