She went like a wild cat and bit my shoulder, scratching away deeply on my back. Though it pained, I felt immense pleasure in what she was doing and I... encircled her waist and continued what I was doing. Suddenly she saw I was still clothed. Feigning anger, she lifted me and with her hands she stripped of my clothes. When she saw my prick so big and stiff, she cried out, “Oh. Lovely. This is what I was needing. Let me suck you my master” I told her that it will come later, as I was more keen on. He coyly kissed up each thigh and blew hot air towards my wet pussy. He moved closer and slowly licked my slit through the panties giving a gentle nibble on my throbbing clit. Rick removed my panties a little too painfully slow for me. It took forever and he knew I was anxious to fuck. He shot me an evil, evil grin. Oh this man of mine. Once removed, he pulled a chair closer to him and took a seat in front of my spread legs. Being that my obgyn is typically the only one to sit on a chair at eye. I had no idea what it was, but I liked it. When I got around to asking Chiam a couple of days later, he told me it was an eastern dish called tabouli, nothing all that exotic, apparently, but it was new to me.Up in my room, I saw the scrap of paper on the dresser that had my bank account numbers on it, and I remembered that I needed to call them in to Spencer so he could direct-deposit my checks. I got his card out of my wallet and called his office. His secretary (she of the nice butt) said he. I wanted to enjoy the anticipation and to spook her. Besides it was her period this week. Next day I went in by train – in shorts and t-shirt this time – with my camera. I took a picture of her office, of her route to work, of that narrow alley, of her block of flats, of the inside of the lift and of her front door. Back home I emailed them to her saying: I am going to hurt you. Knowing this would put her on her guard I didnt go to Hertown for the next week. Was she excited, I wondered, or.