The instance you brush against me I feel like I'm on fire, and from your reaction I know you didn't miss the gasp escaping my lips. You push me agains... the shelves, hard, my ass digging into your crotch as your chest presses to my back. I feel my pulse raising, as you whisper just what you'd like to do to me in my ear. My nipples harden as I feel your cock start to pulse against my back. I spin round and place my hands on your chest. I lean up to your ear, intent on whispering exactly what I'd. What could I say? Oh, Steve and I are fuck buddies? FWB actually? We met on the internet? I'm married. By the way, my husband is out of town. I was thinking, 'Damn, are my nipples are getting hard? April, remember to keep your legs crossed. Damn, this dress is so short my ass is hanging out. Ryan must think I’m a hooker or something. Oh my God, I have never felt like such a slut. Hurry up and get back in here, Steve.' Yes, my mind was racing.Steve finally returned to the room with the drinks.. Last night she had seemed to take my direction willingly, but would this continue? Or would she, once not under the influence of sex, decide that she would herself set the rules? If that latter were the case, I needed to outplay her if possible, and I did not know how to go about it. I knew her so little that I could not even form any definite plan; I had to wait and play it by ear.Shannon arrived at my office after my last class. I had not seen her that day, and I was once again taken aback at. The set up in her flat was basic, but perfectly functional. The smother box was set up in the middle of the spare bedroom. It was constructed of strong hardwood and comprised both the box and a padded bench for its victim to lie on. Both the box and the bench were raised off the floor so that the box lid was at the height of a standard chair. "Try?" Karin asked as she lifted up the lid. James removed his overcoat and suit jacket and lay on his back on the bench with his head positioned inside.