StefensThe three buxom matrons marched Sara into the punishment room, one on either arm, the third trailing behind with a scowl on her face."Get offa ...e!" Sara protested stridently as the two large women marched her toward the discipline horse. How delightful it was to encounter Sara again--and so soon."Strap her down," I ordered with a sigh.While Sara twisted and struggled and mouthed indecipherable words at her tormentors, I sat against the edge of my mahogany desk and watched with a false. What now you think to yourself. All of a sudden you shriek out with this look of bewilderment on your face she looks at you you shuffle a bit trying to gather your composure. My hand moves further up between your legs you try slap it away with halve a giggle . I push past your hand nipping you on your thigh with my teeth you screech out ouch she looks at you again. Are you ok she asks yes yes fine all good my dear. You've never called her my dear before she smiles back at you leaning forward. She sat really close to me. She said, “Alex, my legs are hurting, can you please press them for me?” I said ok. Now was when everything started. She lifted her sari and exposed both her fleshy legs. They were nice to watch. I started pressing them. She asked me to move up and go down. I did as she asked me to. Too! Its feels so good to do this. My little friend was getting hard inside my shorts. She closed her eyes and started moaning like ahh! Ohm! mmmm!!! Alex, it is such a relief…do not stop. We drove to neighbor city with the kids and we had a very good time there. We were tired Sunday evening and I was successful to avoid my wife. I had four nights until the confrontation. Time went slowly.I was free on Thursday afternoon and I went home because I had not any lecture and I worked a lot with my colleagues on the Mongolian fossils, so I took a day off to pack my personal items to leave Megan and our daughters. I was sad, but I was very curious for my new life with Amy. I knew I.