She had thought that my decision to return to my wife, and Diane's decision to go back to the UK with her previous partner, had been sensible and appr...priate. She understood why I was conflicted over some of the activities I had engaged in with Diane, and felt that I should allow myself to enjoy whichever of them I was comfortable with, but in a safer and more secure setting.She allowed me to feel that these activities had essentially been win/win encounters with no losers and that there should. "That's some corset you have there. No wonder you have been looking sostiff."She looked down at the front of my pants."Hm. You seem to have the right shape down there too."I looked down; I guess she meant it was totally flat. I colored."Does everyone else in the office know about your...hobby, Chris?"I shook my head miserably."Unless of course they have noticed what I have noticed'" she added."Well, perhaps it will be our little secret - for now. But I will want tosee you in a skirt, Chris -. “I’m turning eighteen. I want two weeks as your wife, starting the night of my party” she said. “I want everything that Jen got when she was eighteen.”I sighed. “Those were special circumstances,” I said quietly. “Your mum’s much better now. She might have an opinion about that. We’re not going to repeat what we did to your mother back then.”Bonnie grinned. “I’ve already spoken to Mum.” She tugged on the end of a thin necklace around her neck and the loop emerged from her cleavage, dangling. With on last lingering kiss to her center, he withdrew and quickly pulled her panties off, leaving her wearing only her stockings and heels. She had never felt so sexy in her life. So powerful. So wild. He stood behind her, his hands on her luscious bottom gently kneading and parting the spheres. She felt the tip of his cock press against her and then he was inside her. His chest and belly against her back. His hands covering hers, holding them against the wall. Very slowly he withdrew and.