It was only when he walked back up to the front of the class and yelled for everyone to get in attention stance that I realized my breathing was deep,...erratic and worst of all loud enough for others around me to hear. That night I masturbated in my bed thinking about his power and that punch. I imagined him striking the air, muscles flexing, arms covered in inked designs. What were his tattoos? Dragons? Naked women? It didn't matter to me because I already worshiped the strength in those arms. So my sex requirements were not fulfilling at my home and sex with other men is not considered wrong in Elite class women. I have to find someone at my work place who can be with my in all my business hours. I got plenty of opportunities to meet hot men in my business, but having known my limitations I never opted for a full sexual intercourse. Although there were couple of hot men who fingered me or sucked my breasts as well as got a blow-job/hand job from me, but mostlyI was content with a. But that was Saturday. This was Thursday. This morning it was Haddy and me getting naked in full view of the CLODs across the street. That motivated me into a warm morning shower and a nice, teasing fondle of my tender bits, just enough to get my juices flowing.Back in my room it was what to wear, what to wear? Less is more? I considered a simple shift. One thing to come off was quick and simple, but where’s the suspense in that? Give the CLODs a tease. How about layers with a twist ending?I. ” “Yes, but even so, it might be better that we leave alone.” Tom looked at Zofie, with a sinking feeling. He had no right to feel hard done by, but the thought of leaving her was tough. “Of course…” said Tom. Zofie saw the little boy in his eyes and put a reassuring hand on his. “But that is tomorrow Tom and today is today!” The sun returned to Tom’s face and he kissed Zofie’s cheek, stroking her arm gently. “Are you hungry Tom?” asked Zofie. “Actually, yes, I am. “Well, I don’t think it’s.