Slide FiveMelissa Carpenter coming out of the building.Dirk’s cock throbbed at the sight. He moved uncomfortable in his seat.The sight of Miss Carpe...ter walking in high heeled shiny white leather boots, her tits and naked, shaved slit on show, her hands trapped with two cuffs to the leather belt and magically balancing a tray in front of her was a visual erotic shock.Her distorted facial features only added eroticism to the image.Dirk’s erection started when he greeted Caroline at the front. That's a rule I like the sound of and I’m very happy to do as ordered. I get back into bed and drift off to sleep whilst planning my outfit for the next day. The working day is busy and I cannot wait to rush home to change before Bob gets home. I have a shower and make sure my legs and pussy are all smooth and then slip on my silky purple panties and matching bra. I pick out my favourite pink top which is very low cut but sits perfect on my boobs and complete my outfit with my short black. She would embrace him in long, intimate hugs. Press him against her hard nipples. She began to dress more scantily around the house, during her daily routine of work and shopping she wore jeans and average t-shirts. But when she got home she changed into something from her the part of her wardrobe she, quaintly, referred to as the fuck me section. Clothes that were way too slutty for the bar, unless she was swinging around a pole in plastic high heels. She kept them for boyfriends and other. All I can do is stare out of the window, dreading what he will do next. The silence is broken only by the sound of his hand rubbing up and down his penis and the wetness of his foreskin pulling back and forth over the bulge of his lubricated, red head. My brain finally begins to function. What should I do? Sit and ignore him? Make a run for it? Scream? To my relief, I hear the sound of an engine, and the college bus appears down the lane. He, too, hears it and, as I turn round, I see him.