Lesley and her three friends were shown into the living room which was a lounge diner with sofas and armchairs around the walls with lots of free spac... in the centre of the room. At the far end was a dining table with eight high-backed chairs. One chair was turned in to the room which Lesley assumed was ready for Emma to sit on when spanking her.Emma announced, “Right, Lesley, go and face the wall over there and think about why you need to be punished.” She then addressed the others. “Right,. They're muchmore comfortable than those lacy nylon bikini or thong style panties,wouldn't you agree, James?"I was trying to determine if this was some kind of sexual harassmentsituation or what kind of response I could give that wouldn't make me outas some kind of deviant."I've always thought of you as a bit of a panty-waist, James. I'm notsaying that's a bad thing, but really, you should be a little morecareful about tucking your shirttail in. People will talk if they knowyou are wearing. One fridat afternoon, i was in the kitchen making some coffee, waiting for a late package to arrive. Lots of the staff had turned in for the day. Melissa was waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up, he was late as usual.She wore a black skirt, knee length and a white blouse (company issue), short blond hair and black "nerd glasses". Her six inch stilletos worked in, she was shouting on the cellphone to her loser boyfriend when she walked into the kitchen. She was startled to see me and walked. Marcus stroked the slippery folds with his fingers and he gently parted the lips and eased one thick black finger into the molten flesh. Mandy sighed in passion as Marcus worked his finger over her clit. Tom watched as Marcus added another finger to his wife’s pussy and Mandy tried to open her legs even further to enhance the sensation. Tom realised at that moment that the two fingers of the black man were probably filling his wife more than his own cock did. His heart lurched as that thought.