"I knew you were a slut. A nerd with a great rack, you can't hold her back." He tugged u*********sly on his cock while he ogled her pale, quivering cl...avage.Eleanor glanced at her husband as he sat there gaping like a fish out of water. The fact that he didn't jump up and shout told her all she needed to know. "What do you think of my boobs, Lester? Am I signalling reproductive fitness?" she asked coyly. Then she bent down so that Lester could get a better look and shimmied her shoulders. The pitch was the next day and Toby had stayed late to help Rachel put the final touches to it. Everyone else had gone home but Toby had said he would stay and help her. Besides it was only going to be the two of them in the room for the actual pitch. Therefore, as everyone else had left and sadly she was team leader, it was Toby that got to stand watching the fucking photocopier. However, Toby had another reason to stay behind with Rachel. She was just incredibly beautiful. She had the most. Then came the holi festival I was standing near to my room she came from behind and put color on my face and started walking away, I caught her from behind and also put the color on her face and take the chance to touch her boobs but she didn’t say anything then I got the chance to touch her boobs from over her dress and I pressed the boobs with force, she smiled and walked away, I know I have made her my sex toy from the exact same moment that I’m going to fuck her at any cost. I immediately. It had taken me a few weeks after Emma’s experience with that guy from the BDSM website, to think up something equally deviant. It didn’t involve any extra people as such, but it would be opportunistic and risky to say the least. I related part of my plans to Emma and informed her, that on the Thursday of the following week, she would have to dress in a certain way for work. Emma agreed with the dress code that I had arranged for her. After all, why wouldn’t she? It was almost normal.