The husband was well-endowed and his wife had the sweetest tasting pussy I had encountered ever since Betty Box way back in high school in the midnigh... hours of prom night and me with a tummy filled with vodka and a pussy that enjoyed Betty’s tongue almost as much as my taste-buds enjoyed her pretty little pussy all soft and willing and covering my entire face with her slick juice as she pulled out all the stops and let me have her essence in a way I never forgot.Irma Brown had a similar. " Well I haven't got further than that at the moment." I thought for a while, she looked at me waiting for my comment."How about we work it this way. Your job is your side of town, so it would be difficult to get to it from here, unless I took you and collected you." She was shaking her head."No. That would be totally unfair." Ok, let's look at it from another angle. You want to be here, and I want you here. So how about we are together over the weekends, Friday through to Sunday night. I will. I never notice whether he is staring at me or not. But I started noticing from that day. He was staring at my navel like anything. But he never touched me. One day he came inside our kitchen and rubbed his rock hard dick towards my ass. I acted like I didn’t noticed it. I can’t control it anymore. One day I asked him to come to my room and unhook my blouse. I was standing towards the mirror and he was standing behind me. He placed his hands on my boobs. I said that the hook is on the back side.. " I'm not sure why but as you mention the spanking my cock hardens immediately. The problem is it's pointing in a strange direction as it hardens and it presses hard against my jeans making a very noticeable bulge. "I see your little friend likes the idea," you say as you place your hand on my thigh. You start to gently rub my thigh as my cock grows even harder. You laugh and tell me to stand up. I get up and you tell me to bend over your desk. I hesitate for a moment trying to decide.