She sat there motionless for a few seconds as he pinched her neck lightly, taunting her. “Well, it can’t suck itself, can it? Come on, it’s not ...eally that difficult, just wrap your hand around the smooth skin of the shaft and open your mouth.” She nodded and carefully wrapped her hand around his penis, the veiny shaft felt warm and different in her palm as she leaned forward, slipping out her tongue, pressing it against the very tip of his cock, her eyes shut tightly. He. I licked my lips at the red handprint. Frank had given me and my wives red asses before, but I never realized how exciting it was to administer one.“Frank, once a week, you need to give me the intelligent serum just so I can spank her naughty ass,” I groaned as my hand slapped down again.The sound of my hand spanking her ass echoed through the office.“Yes,” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward, slamming his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. “And you, slut, relax your throat.”My hand. I’d fantasised about it, but it he was my first.” “Carry on,” I said. “Well, I licked him for a while and then he shoved his cock into my mouth. I took it eagerly. I had a raging hard- on myself. I could taste the pre-come on his cock and it just made me want it more. He made me suck him for quite a long time, until he was ready to fuck me.” “Then what happened? Was it as you expected?” “Oh, it was far better than I could have imagined. He made me lean over the back of his sofa and spread. And, that evening, the fourth day, would likely be last time she would be in his life. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes to the painted images of his past bound inspirations. Behind his closed eyes was the image of his current inspiration. Yes, she succeeded in changing his creative process but had she changed more than that? His eyes opened but were aimed at the floor not the paintings. Slowly he turned, his eyes looked the direction she vanished. His jaw clenched and flexed. Perhaps.