Of course, that was a tallorder now that she had experienced sex with Dan. Maybe I could buy astrap on?That evening, Tracy came home, but she did not ...emove her pants. Weprepared dinner together and just talked. And I noticed she wasjust...normal. We talked about work, about current events, andmentioned what we wanted to watch on Netflix later. Yeah, she mentionedDan a few times, but at least the bastard didn't live here now.After dinner we settled in the living room to watch Netflix with. In saccharine baby-talk she crooned to me,"Have you finished your bottle like a good little baby girl?" I nodded asshe took the empty bottle from my tray and carelessly tossed it towardsthe sink. "What a good bubba!" The plastic bottle noisily bounced aroundfor a few unnerving seconds, before dropping into the sink. She rinsedout the washcloth and gave my face a perfunctory swab, then tossed thedirty flannel in the sink, too. She unlatched the tray and raised it outof the way, then stepped. She saw the bulge in his trunks and smiled. She let two fingers go just below the band of his shorts then come back out. She did this several times watching his cock get harder and harder. She kissed his neck and shoulders as her hand went inside his trunks to fine his hard cock.When she touched his cock he pulled her around to him and kissed her mouth. As he kissed her he pulled his suit down to his knees. He moved her hand to his cock and pressed it to him. She starting rubbing and stroking. He surveyed her nearly nude body and smiled. Pushing her backwards gently until she felt the edge of the desk behind her, he hefted her up onto the desk and leaned her back slightly."Now Miss Roberts, we must discuss your dress. While I approve of the mini-skirt, I find your choice of stockings totally inappropriate for your new position. We will have to discuss this," he said."Sir?" she said, a bit confused. Ashley had no more opened her mouth when he grabbed her pantyhose and roughly ripped a.