For a while Jack couldn’t believe that, he was seeing Marry in her undergarments only. Marry took her hands to her back and she unhooked her bra. Sh... took off her bra, and let Jack look at her boobs. She wanted Jack to feel her bare boobs, but Jack was feeling a bit scared to do so. Marry grabbed Jack’s hand, and slowly guided him to her boobs. Jack felt those erect nipples and soft boobs of Marry. He squeezed those beautiful boobs a little. “Do you want to suck them?” Marry asked slowly. Jack. Her hand was still on my knee. "How? I meanhow could you suspend me?"She squeezed my knee. "I can't. But I could punish you in some other way.A spanking, maybe."Her hand slid up onto my thigh. Our eyes met and locked. A silentagreement was reached. I nodded. "I'll do anything to keep Jeff in school.Anything."She smiled. "Good. Come with me." We walked out of her office and downthe hall to an unmarked door. She opened the door and ushered me in, lockingthe door behind us. The room was. I could tell by the noises that my wife was making that she was in pain but was also being turned on by it. He then started to pull her away from the wall by her nipples but the 2 guys held her flat against the wall. This had the effect of stretching her tits to almost twice their length. "Aaaaagggghhhhh!!!!" she screamed. "You like that, don't you, you little slut. Have a go boys." At his invitation, the 2 men holding her, started to play with her tits and the assistant lifted her mini skirt. The following afternoon I dutifully arrived at Pat’s with chilled bottle of white under the arm as a gift for allowing me to see her work. She opened the door and let me in, taking me to the kitchen where she was busy making tea. I was able to admire her dress – tight white slacks with obvious sensible knickers underneath (not old ladies bloomers) and a loose black top with a little décolletage. She suggested we have tea first then look at the paintings so we sat down to enjoy what was a.