Susan and I were both relatively successful on the job market, each of us receiving multiple offers when many of our peers received none. Mine were a...touch better, however, and I landed a plum position at a well-known university. She ended up at an institution that could best be described as ?second tier,? not a bad one by any means but not in the same class as my employer. I would not describe our relationship as one of friendship, but we did generally see each other two or three times a. Im sure that if she had a clue as to what I was going to do to her, shed never have come to my room with me. But she did. All it took was a couple kisses and a few dishonest compliments to get her to follow me upstairs. She was a horrible kisser, but I didnt care. Up in my room, we sat on my bed and kissed some more. Thats when she told me that shed never been kissed before. Well, let me tell you that made my cock throb. Not because it was her first kiss, but I realized that if shed never been. Ididn’t understand why until she handed me a pair ofblack satin panties covered with stiff red ruffles. Itwas then that I found out she had volunteered me to beone of the saloon girls!A moment later, I was standing there in my satinpanties. Next came a red and black satin corset,which Jane hooked up in the back. She attached fishnetstockings to the garters and stuffed the bra cups withballs of nylon net. Then came the satin dress. Jane told me she had made it frilly and sexy just likeI. Well, control is one thing she wouldn’t get from me. I looked down at her, my lips curling in a crooked grin, sending a challenge from my green eyes to her grey, awaiting the reply. Slowly…ever so slowly as our bodies clashed together she began to calm, and her pushing had become less of a struggle and more of a retort to my challenge, daring me to push her further, slowly…a smile grew on her red painted lips. Oh, how I imagined those lips on my body. Hers was a mouth that was built for.