.."I blushed at the blatant discrimination I was almost sure would havehappened if I had been with anyone else. Soon we were led to a table topfor two...covered in a beautiful white linen table cloth, lit candle inthe center, and a chair with a booster opposite a normal chair. I wasgoing to begin to pull her chair out for her, but one of the wait staffwas already there. Another held my chair and unexpectedly picked me upand sat me down. When they started to do the belt I said, "Excuse mesir, I. The sun was high in the sky when I woke, Clarissa was looking out through a chink in the curtains, "Come back to bed," I said, "We need to talk." But I need to think," she said evasively."Come to bed Clarissa," I said, "Please." Clarissa, not Lola?" she asked."You choose," I suggested, " Then we will talk," she said, "And yes I choose silks and satins and soft yet hard intrusions that make my whole being cry out with delight," she said as she came to the bed, "It is not I John, Clarissa and. We are both puzzled by the attitude of the mother, who doesn't care her hot husband outlives his crush on the stunning student. Who with her tiny tits very much looks like a young teen, although she is in real not far from getting twenty. The woman shows no signs of jealousy, nor of arousal, at the juicy scene of mutual seduction turning into serious sex. She is just helpful in handing him a rubber and continues her chat as if they three are watching some game show or so.Kinky Kay isn't amazed. ‘I’m not on an internship.’ ‘Are you sure?’ Darren continued. ‘Not unless you’re paying me. Fucking slave labour.’ Even Zack finally cracked a smile, and Darren leant against the desk beside him. There was even more chatter. Holy shit, these men could talk for days. I just wanted to get out and explore. The office phone rang which finally broke things up. Zack answered it and was quite curt with whoever was on the other end. He thudded it back to the receiver and Darren straightened like he was.