.. This is where he went in for the kill..."Look, .....there is another way where you can wipe the slate clean and not owe me a penny and your husband...wont ever find out" at this point she would have done pretty much anything.. "How about you take your things off and help me out " She spun round and said "What about him? " ..Frank said "Never mind him...he wont say anything" He gave her another fag and as she smoked it and thought about the situation she lightly chewed her nails .. "My husband. She continued speaking as she pulled her panties off my head, "We may as well begin now. Your tummy needs to be tightened and I can't think of a better way than with a few sit-ups. These are going to be very special sit-ups. You are going to have the privilege of servicing your Mistress while you exercise."I wondered what she meant by that. How was I going to do sit-ups and pleasure her at the same time? My question was answered in short order.Reaching into the drawer of the night stand, she. I went back to my room and sulked. Fifteen minutes later I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and a gentle knock. My heart leaped from my chest – ‘could it be?’ I wondered. Before I could get up to the door in walked Madelaine. Fuck me. She was in a white tee-shirt through which poked the hardest looking nipples, poking and swaying slightly, bellow this nothing – just long slender legs and a hint of arse cheek.‘Me and Hans were wondering if you could come upstairs and give some attention. Where he had been alone, he now had company. Dining, shopping, watching movies, going to lectures, and campus gatherings were now attended as a couple.Where he once had to be satisfied with his thoughts alone, he now had an interesting partner with whom he could share his thoughts. Their debates on all kinds of topics were often long, but seldom heated. She challenged him like no one else he had ever met. Her mind was sharp as a razor and she could cut to the heart of a matter with a single.