Her awesome cleavage was pushing out of her uniform as I stood there with a hard-on wondering what she would do to me, this time!"Well, what are you w...iting for?” she quipped, “Get undressed and get on the collection table."“Yes, Mam,” I said, quickly doing as I was told.Nurse Betty strapped me down, placing the straps just below my knees, high on my thighs and across my chest, then put the restraint-cuffs on my wrists and pulled them tight to the corners of the bed, I mean ‘collection. I wasn’t even sure if Libba would go through with it . I started slow, having her sit on my lap while I was naked from the stomach down, then it was tickling games and riding horsy all which she was perceptive to. Then one night I woke up from a deep sleep to find Libba playing with my cock and even put it in her mouth, I taught her how to give me a blow job and hand job , returning the favor by fingering and eating her pussy. From then on it just naturally evolved, She moved into my bed,. Within the hour he had made a number of phone calls. At lunch the others in the office stopped by to find him smiling. "What are you smiling about?" they wanted to know. "Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies," is all Bob would say. Sandra finished up some last minutes details on a campaign she was supervising as five o'clock rolled around. She was pleased with the campaign. She was more pleased to have gotten rid of that simpering idiot Sheila. Maybe the next secretary would have some. Oh my.In the kitchen, a wine bottle's cork pops.I look slowly up from Janette's pussy to her belly button, her breasts, her neck, lips, then eyes. She smiles down at me, then slowly spins on her tip-toes before me. Across her entire upper back is tattooed an impressively fine and detailed winged sun in the ancient Egyptian style. Her waist is narrow and her hips flare moderately to a tight, if a bit small, ass crowned by lovely dimples of Venus. I'd like to lick those. Janette's thighs are thin.