Until last week. It seems she found the F/W site on my computer and that got her thinking. That night she made me wear a short, pink nightgown, low he...ls, and even made my face up a little. I was thrilled! She showed me a new toy she’d bought, a strap-on dildo of all things. She blindfolded me and demanded I suck it. Blushing happily, I obeyed while she called me names, laughing at my erection. All the while the VCR camera she’d secretly set up recorded everything, even my falsetto voice. He pressed them for a while. He then put his dick between my tits and started to fuck them. I bend my neck and opened my mouth so that the cock reached my mouth through the dark valley between my tits.Everything was so lubricated with all the sweat and the steam. He was fucking my tits at a very fast rate now. I thought he might cum. So I asked him to fuck my pussy. He immediately lifted me by placing his arms in my armpit and placed me on a bench lying in the middle of the room.I lied flat on. To her amazement she felt her vision blurring with tears as she told her colleagues how she'd finally told him to get out of her house by the time she got home. As they ate lunch she carefully set the plans to where Greg had gone should anyone miss him. Not that he had any real family or friends. Most of his friends were the sort that only came around when he was buying the beer or bringing the girls around.+++++Greg felt sick to her stomach as she was left alone finally. She should have felt. Rebecca Doane caught up with him in the stacks as he was browsing through a book on the elective process and the Electoral College.“I missed you at lunch today,” she said.Jake explained where he had been and why. Rebecca’s face took on a concerned frown. She asked if there was anything she could do to help. Jake told her no, they had both seen it coming so he had been prepared for it. They continued talking for a few minutes. When Rebecca asked him over for supper Wednesday, he said he was on.