Doreen Mason seemed not to have a care in the world, Eileen decided when she picked up the woman the next day and drove her back to the ranch. She exp...ained her husband's absence by mentioning that he was a professor of psychology at a Los Angeles college and that he would hardly miss her for the two weeks, which came at the end of the term and would be primarily a season of test-giving and marking for him."He won't even know I'm gone," Doreen said. "Actually I'm sort of an advance party--a. It had been five months since that day in the coffee shop. I had managed to get a flat on a short term lease, just a couple of miles further out from the centre of town than Suzie’s house and had often picked her up in the company car to take us to meetings. We worked very well together and I would often be party to her little games with new colleagues. On entering a meeting I would often lead her casually into the room, arm in arm, and pull out a chair for her to sit down upon. Most people who. Feels like you haven’t been home in forever.”Emma laughed and adjusted her position on the bed so her legs were pointing forward and slightly open. One of her bare thighs brushed my hand, and I held my breath. Her skin was so smooth, so touchable. I hated myself for even thinking that.It suddenly felt hot in the room, and I became much too aware of my body. Emma started talking and I was pulled back to reality, “I had plans for tonight, but I cancelled them. I went swimming, then hiking, like,. .." I didn’t get to finish. Bradley had me by the hand and was leading me to the end of Mummy’s bed where he sat down and pulled me to his side. His hand went to my hips and fingered the elastic on the waist of my cami-knickers which slithered down my freshly waxed legs, his eyes briefly surveying my little pubic mound before tipping me over his knees. His cock stood up like a flagpole, probing my tummy as I nestled onto his lap. ‘SMACKK! ... SMACKK! ... SMACKK! ...’ The familiar sound of his.