The tip of his cock peeked out from the waistband, holding it away from his taut stomach. Dark pubic hair curled around the edges of the delicate ling...rie. He moaned as he reached inside and grasped his throbbing cock. Eyes closed, head tilted back on the smooth leather headrest of his chair, he'd barely started stroking when the door to his office swung open and Kate was standing there, looking remarkably composed. From that moment, things seemed to happen in slow motion. He froze with his. . my husband has told the story, but he doesn’t know all the details. I never expected a ring on my finger – just a collar on my neck...I was very lucky with my mum and dad. Seriously. I never, ever, doubted their love for me and I grew up secure and happy. Dad held the belief – and Mum agreed – that bad behaviour should be punished, and a smack – or several smacks, as appropriate – on the bottom was much better than some non-physical punishment like no pudding at dinner time. It was always. She was in good shape, and I would not make a move on her. I figured I could get set up and or video taped. Not wanting to loose my job I held my words. She did not, You 6 feet 6? in my shoes, I am 6-4 with out. Your about 275lbs? yes, close enough. You have a big cock? Well not sure I can answer this one correctly. Depends on what you call big. I knew it, you have a big one. You married she ask? no divorced and live alone. She told she was single for years. Her ex was a drunk waste of life.. He moved through the house quickly, toward the bedroom. When he first pulled off his shorts, his cock was soft - and dangling between his legs. But with each passing second, the knowledge of what would soon happen had given him an erection. By the time the front door opened, it was hard as granite and pointing straight out from his belly.“Baby, I’m home!” Lisa called out. “I wanna take a shower, and then let’s grill that steak!”Scott smiled to himself. 'In the mood for meat are we,' he thought..