But either way, he wanted to try it. He took another deep breath and went downstairs.“Oh hey, babe! Pizza is here, I got pineapple and olive for ...e, and plain cheese for you. There was a special so I got some wings and --”“What is the teddy bear for?”“Oh, well, it was cute, so I got it for you, or for us. Or… just me if you don’t like him.”“Why do I feel like you know something you’re not telling me or something? You’ve been very doting lately, and I just … it’s not a complaint, I. Russell you can't, you mustn't," she said but she couldn't help notice her pussy was getting wet just imagining just how big his cock really was. David's cock was the biggest she'd ever had and he was only seven inches. Mr. Russell's looked bigger, much bigger. She moved back further up on the bed as Mr Russell sat down next to her. "Show me your tits," he said firmly. "No Mr. Russell, I can't," she almost sobbed and held the sheet tightly to her chest. "What do you think your father would say. Sara shut her door silently behind her then fell back against it. She nearly squealed with delight as she stripped her night shirt off. He had gotten hard for her. She could still feel his cock growing hard against her. He wanted her she just knew it. All signs from the day pointed to it. Now she just had to set up the final test. She had to know what he was doing outside her door and the best way she could think of for her to find out was to get him to come in her room...Mark headed to bed. A week later I saw her again.and I waved at her and she just nodded her head. I had forgotten how big she was. That day she called me in to her office. The worst scenarios went trough my head, but she just wanted to chat with me. She wanted to get to know me, because she knew all her colleagues.I told her a bit about myself and she told me a few things about herself. She was a very sweet but strict lady. She did not smile alot. She'd be a excellent pokerplayer. She asked me what my future.