“Place them on the desk Jennifer. Neatly.” Jennifer folded the flimsy items carefully, struck by the incongruity of the act of attending to the ca...e of her underclothing before facing a beating. “Very good Jennifer. Now if you’ll please return to your former position we can continue.” Once more Jennifer bent far over the stool with the leather now pressing her naked stomach and parted her legs in the manner in which she had been previously instructed. Lady Mathom wiped all traces of relief and. She always looked really sexy in that sexy business woman secretary sort of way. She wore stockings in the summer just to deal with the heat a little better. At this point, I was a little bit nervous because I couldn’t tell if she was mad or if she was just playing around but I didn’t want to find out if she was mad. I was also a little bit scared because if she was mad and she knew how turned on I was that I could be in a lot more trouble. I got up with my cock hanging over the panties.“Put. It felt so good her lips where so soft compared to a guys. We just stood there hugging and kissing. She then stepped back and took off her skirt and bra I just starred at her. I had seen plenty of naked women in gym and shit but never like this. I wanted to be with her so much it hurt. She helped me take off my shirt and bra as we kissed more. We then laid down on the bed and kissed and touched each other everywhere. Her mouth on my nipples felt better than any guy had ever done. After a little. And it’s scary alone. We chatted normal than had coffee and watched a movie, some really crap Hindi movie. More than movie it was about discussion about past and present. She asked me about girlfriend. And the topic was moving towards sexual. She somehow successfully pulls my experience with the French lady. I told her how it happened. And in a way told her that Indian woman now hardly attracts me. She was taken back and was fuming and angry on me. I eased her in way that why she should be.