“See? How hard was that?" "Oh, that hard.” She giggled at her own wit. So I continued in that same erotic tempo, smacking her buttocks alternating...between each cheek, thrilled at the increasing warmth that began to spread across them and the rosy blush that soon followed. Gone was the bravado and the fear and neurosis. Now I was in control.Smack. “Owww!” I rubbed. “Mmm,” she purred. “You gonna behave from now on?” “Yes sir,” she said in a breathless almost girlish lilt. I arched myself forward. She loved the feel of his body as she rubbed him with the soap, wishing it could take all day long so that she would never have to get out of the shower and go to his office with him.But soon they were toweling off and stood side by side on the thick soft white rug that lay on the ceramic tile floor. The bathroom was large and like everything else in Jordan's house, elegantly decorated, having a clean and expensive feel to it.Jordan left the bathroom and began to get dressed, and Angel. I would have given quite a bit to introduce Madame to her, but rather considered that I would lose my best client to Madame were I to do so. More than once I made love to a woman whose husband watched us, having secured my talents for her. Several of these husbands did so as a gift to their wives, but many did so to watch their wives orgasm for the first time under my ministrations. I like to think the men learned something, although a few of them masturbated watching our lovemaking, which. K. She was smart and gorgeous and I fantasized about her all the time. She was about 5 foot 6 with black hair, 34 C’s and long legs. I looked forward to her class every day to see what skimpy outfits she would wear. She knew how hot she was and she flaunted it. On Halloween, she came to class dressed up as a witch and I almost lost it. Our celebration last week ended at a place called The Spot, not a very clever name but also not giving away the goings-on inside. The Spot was two towns over.