I told her the truth about why we couldn’t go in the house and she said it was fine. I have a mustang, so we got off the bike and leaned against the...back of the car and began to converse.As we were talking, she asked, “Did you know I had a crush on you when I was in your class?”I replied, “Not really.” This was a lie and she knew it. She then said, “I have always wanted to fuck you.” I was somewhat shocked by her bluntness, but it turned me on.I turned and pressed my body against the car and. Paul's soft sissy ass cheeks were turning a warm, pinkie red. Bob stood over Emily his hands resting on her shoulders, his fingers gently massaging her as she spanked first one cheek and then the other. Emily face was flushed; from the effort and the feeling of power this was bringing her. She was enjoying it, enjoying it a lot. Slap, Slap, Slap. Her hand was hot and soft from hitting her sissy son's tender flesh. She looked up at Bob once more. He looked down and he understood. He leaned down. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, I've seen myself naked. I just wish you would have told me you wanted to, I would have let you get a better seat," she put on the record."Really?" I wondered."Oh, yeah. I just would have wanted you to get it on me, or my bed. It's my right to have it land anywhere I want, sense it was my body you were getting off to," she explained.I was smiling at that, she was already driving me nuts."How many times did you get off to me?" she wondered.Truthfully, I had. . ah ... hope I’m not overdressed,” he murmurs, wondering if he should have brought a swim suit or something.“Now, why would you think that?” the woman asks, looking at him with seemingly genuine curiosity. “This is an interview, yes?”The man’s face grows an even brighter red this time. What a stupid question! “Y-yes this is an interview.”“I’m just messing with you,” the woman says patiently and gives him a few moments to calm down. “If Miss Eden has anything planned during the interview, the.