Then he put both hands on my ass cheeks and kneaded them. Soon his hands went up to the tops of my panties, into my panties and he then cradled both o... my ass cheeks with his bare hands. This flesh-on-flesh feeling was amazing and I could tell my little dick was at full hardness and leaking pre-cum. Mr. Anderson then took me by the hand and lead me to the living room couch. I noticed he had already pulled the shades on all the windows for privacy. He sat on the arm of the couch so our heads. He held the candy in his palm and said, Here you go, girl. She lifted her hand to take it but he shook his head. After a moment she nuzzled his hand with her mouth and ate the candies. He patted her head. If you want more, he said, eyes dancing, follow me. He walked to the bedroom, leaving a trail of candy in his wake, then stood in the doorway, watching her. Slowly, she picked up the closest M&Ms and ate them delicately, carefully, never taking her eyes off his. He was frowning slightly, but. "I giggled. "Really?" Since your mother left I've been fighting a losing battle with my urges. You see I've been slowly turning you into the perfect wife. I felt bad about it because I thought I was doing it against your will. Last night I realized you were a few steps ahead of me the whole time."He stopped talking when the waiter brought our food. Neither one of us picked up our forks, we were looking right at each other. "You're free to leave me and go find a man if you choose, but I hope. | ‘I can do it, man. You’re way behind on your pages.’ Even though they were supposed to be partners, Naomichi acted like a disappointed boss most of the time. ‘Come on, the art store’s right on the corner,’ Terry said, faintly angry that he had to plead. ‘And stretching my legs could do me good. Get the creative juices flowing.’ ‘It’s a bad excuse for a break,’ said Naomichi. ‘But I guess I can’t force you to work. Just make sure it’s done by the end of the week. And get some ink too, I don’t.