Robert and Shawn are two young black men in their early twenties. Liz was mowing the yard one day, in a pair of short cut offs that allowed half of he... pale white ass cheeks to hang out, when Robert came outside and started talking to her. She soon invited him in for a beer. I was a little leery of the young black man at first. I'm not prejudiced or anything, but at 6'2", Robert is 3 inches taller than me, and he was obviously enjoying the view of my wife's sexy ass and huge tits. But after. "Oh! I'm sorry, Miss. From behind you looked like a student of mine."Manichev looks me up and down, and I see his eyes lingering on my chest.Suddenly self-conscious, I hold my book bag to my chest. Are my breaststhat obvious? But I'm wearing the ugly brown sweater! I make a mentalnote to check them out when I get home."Professor," I say, desperately trying to lower my voice to Marshallrange, but mostly failing. When Professor Manichev called me 'miss' myvoice just automatically shifted upwards.. We thrived on it. Success can be an aphrodisiac and that's how it was with us.Six months in we were no longer content with calling each other sissy names, or teasing, we needed to put something on the line. Something worth striving for besides the commissions. It started with her flashing her perky, milky white, pink budded C cups for me. My latest reward had her masturbating her shaved slit in my office chair. She left a pool of her cum for me to sit on.Last month I was late for a call and. The object of her infatuation wasLeonard Stout, from Chicago, who was also touring England with hisparents. Leonard's father owned some hotels on the Chicago Lakeshorearea, which were ? so he let on ? quite successful. Leonard was beinggiven the grand tour of England before being sent to Yale, his father'salma mater. After that, he was expected to take an executive position inhis father's business. Leonard had beautiful jet-black hair and limpideyes, as well as a ready wit. He had been.