“It’s - not -”Ms. Choi turned back to them. “Don’t say ‘it’s not what it looks like’, you - slut!” She shook the boxers again. “He...��s a student! And - underage! Oh god what are you thinking!”“He’s my husband!”The words broke through anything anyone could say or do. Ryan’s eyes closed a moment. Opened. He had to -His eyes fell on Ms. Choi. Her lovely almond shaped eyes. Her black hair. The white v-neck shirt that barely showed her pink lace bra underneath. She wore white shorts, her lean legs. She looked me up and down as she approached and said, "Ray, I understand you have booked in for the salon opening offers even though they were supposed to have finished two days ago. Never mind as this is your first visit I am sure we can accommodate you fully!"As she said this she seemed to stress the word accommodate as she seemed to open her legs a touch wider. My mind went into overdrive as she led me into the private booth. Just before she closed the door she turned and asked if I minded. Seeing you stir, he pulled an app up on his phone and hit a button, which reflected in your butt plug. FUCK was all you could think as you realized your driver controlled your pleasure at that moment, and it was shortly about to turn into humiliation. He handed you a card that read the following, in elegant cursive.“Hello my darling, I hope you enjoyed your flight, and the small bathroom didn’t give you any trouble changing. Unfortunately, this car might be more cramped for the task you’re. The brown bra was visible beneath Hailey’s white shirt and the V-neck did nothing to stop the tops of her breasts from meeting in the middle.“Jesus Christ,” Phil said. His words brought everyone’s eyes to him – and then to Hailey.“Whoa,” Jackie said.“Good God!” Tara remarked, her mouth open. Hailey just smiled and kissed Phil’s cheek.“I’m going to have to go back and change,” she whispered. “I couldn’t go without a bra because you could see my nipples. I didn’t really think of that when I.