You're my whore now. Just enjoy it...", and then he was kissing her lips, hard. She resisted only briefly, then melted into his rough embrace, returni...g his brutal kiss with equal ferocity, grinding herself against the hardness she felt in his jeans, knowing he was right...she WAS a whore now, and loved how being one tuned her on. She blushed as he pulled back, embarrassed at how her body was tingling with arousal, making her want to do things nice girls shouldn't do. Becky squealed happily as. She reached back for the desk and leaned against it. His hands were suddenly running down her legs, his touch so gentle but firm. It felt so great to have his touch on her skin and she tingled as never before. Already there was a glint of excitement throbbing from her inner thigh, she knew if he was to spread her legs he'd instantly see it.Looking up at him she saw the smile on his face, it was a look of knowing a look of confidence in what was about to happen.Slipping off her heels he once. "Kate," came the immediate and stern reply, "I'd like you to come tonight and help my son with his project. Can you be here at around 7?" She asked, but it sounded a lot more like a command."Yes ma'am, I have some plans for tonight, but I'll see what I can do." I said. I was lying of course I know I needed the money but I wasn't just ready yet to see the teen again. And yet strangely, the thought of seeing the teen again sent a fuzzy feeling throughout my body. It was as if I wanted to see him. I would wear only what she picked out for me and do as I was told. Since I was going to violate her privacy I would pay the price. I was scared, humiliated and not about to argue or resist. I then saw the crotch of her jeans were wet. She was turned on? I did not understand at that point. I soon felt my cock, stilled tied to my thigh, start to harden. I learned at that point how much another persons arousal was to me and how much it turned me on. I was no longer terrified I was exited. I was.