Kelly can’t bare to look him in the eye but Kelly can feel his eyes glaring at her stone-faced. Stan doesn’t say anything for a minute relishing ...he awkward silence and her shame. He begins to walk in circles around Kelly lecturing in a loud voice, but she’s so nervous she really can’t even comprehend what he’s saying until he yells “bend over and grab my fucking desk!” Kelly doesn’t even question this and she almost falls over when his hand first makes contact with her ripe ass. Kelly lets. She hikes up her bathrobe, exposing her exquisitely round bottom, bends over and slowly slides it home. Jackie’s got her butt plug in! I can’t dress for a moment. I am hard, instantly, a huge tent in my boxers. What in the world made her do that? I’ve been working so much lately that we haven’t even done it the old-fashioned way for weeks. But there she is bent over, with the black base sticking out of her bottom. She pulls up her red lacy panties and goes on, adjusting her makeup as if. Hmm, maybe that was the key.I had an idea. It might have been the worst idea I’d ever had, or the best. I had no way to judge it objectively. I convinced myself it would be a horribly stupid thing to do, but I also had to acknowledge that it might be just what was needed. I wanted Irene to be satisfied. I loved her and wanted her to be happy. I didn’t think she was necessarily unhappy, but there was definitely room for improvement. I agonized over it for days, then finally gave in. I. One morning he got me laying face down in bed and he was lying on top of me. I was wriggling about and so was he and I could feel soft lump in the front of his pyjamas rubbing against my bum. Before long his lump, which I think I realised was his cock, started to get hard. At the same time so did mine. Bear in mind at this time I had no ideas what cocks were for apart from peeing so I didn’t understand what was going on or what he was up to.For the next few mornings we would go through the same.