“Hello, Monica. Please, come in, and close the door behind you.” I did as he commanded and took a seat in a chair directly across from him at his ...esk. “Thank you for coming so quickly. I wanted to propose an idea to you and see if you’d be interested.” As he talked I really had a hard time keeping my thoughts on his words. Keith was probably one of the most gorgeous men that I’d ever had the chance to meet. He was previously a defensive end for an NFL team. 6’2”, 260 lbs, milk chocolate skin. There are fewer better things than the feel of a dick sliding into you, and this one felt better than a lot of the ones I'd had since I'd started."You are so tight," he said when he finally got it all of the way in.I would have said something, but I was breathless.]He was holding himself above me on arms that were like stout pillars. I ran my hands up his chorded muscles, and lingered on his back. I could feel the slight lay of muscles beneath the skin. All that power, and it was focused on me.. Company had fought hard to stay in business. There simply isno’t enough milk around here to make a profit. The owners figured if there were a couple more herds locally, they could make it. But with the cost of starting up, no one’ll be doing that. Looks like the dairy business around here’s going to die out. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.’ We talked for another hour about conditions, prices, markets and business. It was close to noon when he pulled out our drive. If the milk company closes. Her perfume was heady and stimulating, as she gave me a very sultry smile.The three young black guys smiled arrogantly as she approached us.“Can I help you with anything?” She smiled confidently as her eyes glanced across at all of us.“Yeah, my Cougar Bimbo bitch needs a sexy outfit for tonight!” My student stated with a dominant level of arrogance I didn’t think he was capable of.His arrogance and confident manner pleased the sub slut side of my personality, and his use of Cougar Bimbo bitch.