Wendy moved up next to Jim, her breasts pressing into his chest then she reached down and began to slowly jack him off. Jim took Wendy's breasts in hi... hands and squeezed and played with her nipples then bent his head and sucked on her breast. To say that I was amazed would have been the understatement of the year! It didn't take long for Jim to cum, his withered cock spiting out maybe a half ounce of cum onto Wendy's hand and onto her stomach.When we were finished with Jim's shower we helped. What did she just said?“Uhm, could you repeat that, please?”She raised an eyebrow“You heard right. When will you fuck me, already? Or do you believe I didn’t check that you wanted me? Your regular visits to the toilet, the shaking under the desk.”She winked seductively“Why do you think I dress always so sexy? It’s just for you”She stood up and came over to the bed. I was a bit nervous, unsure what to do and to say. She got to her knees and shoved my upper body away, so I lost my balance, until. " Smirking as she pushes the blanket back revealing herself to him in the sunlight. She watches his finger make small circles on her breast; turning to face him her breasts jiggle slightly as she presses the front side of her body to him. Her lips brush against his as she rises to her hands and knees the sheets falling completely from her body. She crawls over him walking out into the bright kitchen she heads to the bathroom, exposed to his eyes. After washing her hands she glances at the. Not long after settling in, Mrs. Bellman’s word began to ring true…things began to happen. Small stuff, hardly noticeable, still, they were things. Searching for my keys in the morning, for example, I would come across them lying on the floor under the window, or beneath the couch. Those things could happen to anyone, (though probably not as often as they were happening to me) but then, I had been under a lot of stress lately, changing jobs and moving on short notice and such. Oh, and there.