"Now hands on my desk," I ordered in a dictatorial tone; it was important to be assertive with her and she grumbled as she steadied herself on the wal... behind me."But, I've learned my lesson," she begged. It was part of her game, she did this every time, but I ignored the pleading eyes and hopeful grin as I reached for the stout wooden paddles. I hesitated as I looked over my shoulders: there was a defiance in her body language that I needed to squash and my fingers reached for the widest. Chuck is actually a friend of Tim's, the same Tim that has had sex with my wife for the last three years. Tim is the longest lasting of my wife's male friends and lately he has been talking to her about him sharing her pussy with some of his friends. My wife loves Tim's thick cock so much she would do just about anything he asked of her. Since neither my wife or I have ever met this Chuck fellow I felt it wise for me to tag along just for safety. She tried to assure me she would be fine and. Frank and Carl looked up from his desk.“Yes, Brad, what is it?” He pulled his sweater down straight and pointed to the A.“Assistant Captain, I don’t understand.”“Do you think we could honestly let you go from being our team’s coach to a player and not reward you for your efforts? Son, we played three games in four nights. You helped coach the team to four out of six points. Your teammates played hard hockey for you, and it’s proven in the results. As the coach, your leadership abilities shone. He saw how tiny I was, that I wasn’t voluptuous, nevertheless, he asked me to pose for his drawings and I did so without hesitation.My heart was racing with excitement and felt like it was going to explode in my chest. He maintained eye contact with me the entire time and listened intently to every one of my words as I answered his questions about my life and ambition. When he told me to disrobe and take a naked pose on the platform I complied without a thought. He described my figure from head.