The boy stared at me as he approached and as I glanced up at him I caught his eye. He grinned. It was as if he knew why I was there. He stopped when h... dew level with me and looked down at me.“Wearing your pretty panties?” he smirked.“Sorry?”“Don't worry, your little fag secret it safe with me darling”. He reached out and slowly stroked my cheek with one of his fingers. As he withdrew his hand I couldn't help but notice that his finger nails were longer than they should be. He walked away. I. If she wanted him to concentrate on her left breast she could just toy with it.If she wanted to use the lure of seeing her naked, to get him to read History to her, she could do that too. He would do whatever she asked of him, and, she loved that power, and the sense of being totally in control.True to what she had told him earlier, Jennie had Mike sit on the floor about two feet away from her bed. She turned on her stereo, listening to the soft music that she preferred, while studying. She had. That started a once-a-week meeting and we discovered that we had a hell of a lot in common. Our wedding anniversaries were only a week apart even. His marital sex life was in about the same shape as mine so at the end of our second meeting, he took me to the parking structure where he kept his van. My pussy was tingling in anticipation. This was much better than a traceable motel and a lot cheaper too.So we got to fucking twice a week and both reported that our home sex life was better because. I noticed, but didn’t react, as I wanted to impress Frank’s boss and help his standing in the new firm. Ben took this as encouragement, and began softly squeezing my ass cheeks while we continued our small talk.About 5 minutes later, Ben unobtrusively slipped his hand back up toward my waist…. But he didn’t stop there. His hand continued up to the side of my dress and slipped inside, caressing the side of my right boob. Again, I didn’t react, and – again, taking this as encouragement – he.