Lorrie handed me a folder of aircraft she had researched over the last couple of months that were immediately available for purchase. Her first choice...was on top followed by the second. Then she had the data to prove her needs and possible revenue streams to make it work.I asked if she has asked Robby’s opinion. “This one,” she said as she handed me the spec sheet from the top of the folder. Along with the spec sheet was a distance chart from Morton Field. It would do everything I thought we. "So maybe I could just do that." Softcore is definitely an option, but hardcore is where all of the money is." He pressed a button on the intercom on his desk. "Stacey, would you come in here for a minute?"Cindy gaped as a bubbly brunette with huge tits bounced into the room. She was practically naked, wearing nothing but a string bikini that somehow left less to the imagination than wearing nothing at all. Her large areolas were clearly visible around the tiny triangles covering her nipples,. I drew the curtains, and pulled back the covers. I got two silk belts from my tops and tied them to the end of the bed ready for using on his feet. I then tied our dressing gown belts to the head of the bed, to use for tying up his arms. I piled up some pillows for his head and laid the black silk blindfold on there. I was satisfied with the set up and could feel my pussy tingling with excitement at what fun lay ahead. With an hour to go until my husband would be home from work I decided on my. The proverbial shoulder to cry on was mine. That much was fine. But the nature of our relation seemed to change gradually. Professor – student lines were getting blurred. Her smile, her eyes, the tone of her voice: all so innocent, yet captivating. I also began to realize that these attributes seemed to be reserved for me. There was a subtle, yet definite, come-hither feel in her looks and voice. Was I imagining things? Was I entertaining wrong thoughts at this age?! As a faithful husband, it.