I gulp down a glass of champagne and then another which goes straight to my head but gives me the dutch courage to open the forbidden box. Inside are...4 items, a black fishnet body stocking, a black silk scarf, an ipod with ear buds & a note. I open the note. “I am so glad you chose to step it up, you won’t be disappointed! Please put on the body suit, you will notice it has been modified. The ipod has a selection of my favorite music for you to listen to and the scarf is a blindfold to tie. I can help with some of your stress. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m actually great at giving shoulder massages.”Professor Stevens seemed to consider this. “Well, I guess a good shoulder massage wouldn’t hurt.”Lindsey walked over to where the professor was seated, and instructed him to take a break from grading exams and try to relax. As she began gently massaging his shoulders, she could feel how tense he actually was.“I’m glad I came, Professor Stevens. You are really tense.”“I don’t want to. Then I saw the trash guy get off the truck and go to help her. He emptied the can into his truck and she wheeled it back to the side of our house.He followed her into the house. I ran around to the side of the house where I could see what was going on. They went into my living room.Justine pushed him down onto my sofa in his dirty overalls. The she pulled out his dick. From my vantage point in the house next door I couldn't answer any of the questions going through your filthy little mind right. The angle of his cock made the danger of it slipping out imminent and we both struggled to keep it inside me. We fucked wildly on.Suddenly it slipped out and I felt naked and abandoned. We both reached to get him back in. My vagina felt wide open. It was a strange animalistic feeling, like I was groping for his cock and cool air against the wetness was the only sensation I had. But then he jammed it home once again and I settled onto him with another cry of wanton lust."Ohhhhhh, yesssssss,.