Her thumb hooked into the side of my g string and pulled it down, so it joined my dress. I stepped out of both.She stopped to have a lookShe gasped so...ething in Italian as she spotted my shaved pussy..She immediately let go of my tits and dropped to her knees. She kissed her way down my belly and she quite firmly parted my thighs, before pushing her tongue into my slot.I grabbed my own tits and nearly slid down the wall as this voracious eighteen year old ate my pussy.My eyes closed in ecstasy,. “Sorry to keep you waiting” she uttered “That’s ok” I replied as I open the door for herAs she entered the companies expensive sports car I could not help but admire how amazingly stunning she looked, a smirk lit up my face as I thought of how she looked every time she came into the office compared to now, it was like she went all out to surprise her husband on their twentieth anniversary, her elegant red simmering dress hugged her every curve of her slim body, her diamond earrings light up her. Those sexual needs that lay just under the surface of her being. She longed to tell him to plough deeper with his tongue, with his fingers, God, with any part of him. But he was the boss. Next steps would be timed by decisions made by him. That was their agreement.Patience, Laura, patience, it would happen.Sure enough, within seconds, just as she’d hoped, while his tongue licked deeper through her moist petals to seek out her weeping entry, his hand on her thigh moved, for one finger to point. I have asked Mr Bennett to do that as soon as it is convenient to him."Meanwhile take a picture of yourself in your uniform ready to be caned. Several different caning poses please, so I can instruct Mr Bennett which position he is to cane you in."And, as further punishment, have your bedroom curtains open throughout the time you are dressing and taking the photographs."Gordon."She hurried back upstairs to her bedroom and shyly opened the curtains and looked out, wondering why Gordon required.