Someone in her position certainly wasn’t going to give herself to a toy-boy. A MONTH LATER Richard pursued Janet with an urgency. He took her sailin... on his 40 foot keeler, took her to dinners where many of the city’s movers and shakers were present, they never drank anything except the most expensive French wines. After two years without sex Janet enjoyed Richard’s touch. She did keep control of how fast he was allowed to move. On the third night she let him kiss her properly, on the fifth to. It tasted so damn good, sweet almost. Well, not exactly sweet but it tasted damn good, like her special gift to me. It was such a fucking head rush. She grabbed my head and pushed me away. I looked up and she had a glazed look in her eyes. Before I knew what was happening, I felt her piss hitting my chest. “FUUUUCK!” I stuck my tongue out and I instinctively tried to get it in her stream. She expertly stopped just before I could. By that time, I was so turned on I couldn’t see. To her surprise, an outfit had been laid out for her. There was a notefrom Max asking her to wear it. The outfit was very similar to the school girl uniform that she had wornback at Norton. As she dressed she realized that the skirt was muchshorter and the blouse was tighter. She followed the instructions from Max for her makeup. Like the previousnight, her makeup was heavy and sexy. Rachel realized that she nowlooked like a rather slutty school girl...the type that most men dreamabout. Max was. I traced the outline of her lips with my tongue before pushing it deep inside. My thigh slid between hers and she clamped her legs about it in hunger. Her breasts were milky white, and seemed to swell beneath her bra. Pressed by time, I did not dawdle. Each button seemed to take forever until her blouse fell away, and she opened her bra for me. Her nipples were pale, and stiff, but they quickly darkened between my finger and thumb. She moaned softly as I pinched them, her mouth sucking hard.