All I had to do now was wait and inspire her submission to me.So far, she barely needed a push on the right path to salvation. After taking a moment t... calm my running mind, “You are coming with me today. Wait for my call after the seminar,” I said sternly. She nodded, almost giving away her excitement with a smile.I pressed further, “Say it, my pet – Got it?”“Yes, Mistress,” she stammered again.“I knew it, yes, I knew it,” I thought as I smirked again. I knew she was spying on Melanie and me.. I went and bear hugged her from behind and told her "I wouldn't let go until she said I quit" . She was trying to wiggle her way out but all that moving was just getting my dick hard. At one point she tried to reach back and tickle me. But she did not go high enough and ended up grabbing my dick. I quicky let her go. She turned around and noticed me trying to hide it. She literally asked me "why is that hard?". Even though Letty had pretty much a grown woman body. She was still unfamiliar. She continued to suck him as I slid my fingers into her panties and into her wet pussy. Again she made me stop before we made her come. She laid back and pulled John to her. He began kissing her again. He then started to slide her panties down over her hips. She grabbed his hand at first, but then let him lower them a little. She finally raised her hips and he took them off, revealing her freshly shaved pussy, which was wetter than I had ever seen it. John kissed his way down to her pussy, and. Her eyes were slightly unfocused as she studied the centerfold, and the tip of her tongue was pressed against her upper lip. My tentative conclusion, from all of the evidence in front of me, was that this successful businesswoman had dressed up like a little school girl and was getting herself off on a Playboy magazine. Holy shit.And then suddenly she looked up as if she had heard me, thrust the magazine under the couch cushions, and jumped to her feet before turning to look at me."Mr. Martin,".