He had grown very jealous of Samantha and any other man getting to enjoy her sexy body. He'd started to feel somewhat possessive of her even though th...ey weren't married and didn't say things like "I love you" or "I'll spend the rest of my life with you" but Tom knew that Samantha was a very very special woman, and he never intended to let her go. She was his SEXetary, yes, but she was far more than that to him. She was his erotic soul, his inner motivation, and she was also the mother of his. I blinked as cold, fluorescent light drenched the room. Holding my breath, I eyed the walls, the showers, the lockers -- so familiar to the boy's room, but so deliciously alien. I'd penetrated a Holy Place, where goddesses I dared not speak to would daily congregate while nude. I stood tremblingly upon sacred cement. On tiptoe I slowly crept, fumbling with each of the lockers, striving silently as possible just in case someone else also lurked in the building. Predictably, most of the doors. Just resting there, my tongue trying to tell him I wanted more, but clearly that wasn’t up to me.The bed moved around me, his fingers rested under my chin and as his hand pulled down on my lip making sure I opened wide I could suddenly feel that he was not a small chap!! I definitely didn’t recognize this. But as soon as I felt his thickness slide over my lips it was gone again. Another long moment of nothing, then breath against my face, a gentle kiss to the cheek, the nose, a long lingering. " Slow down, Kaitlyn!" Mom was smiling now too, "we've got a long ride home, and it sounds as if this is going to be a long enough story to get us most of the way back! Besides, the people here are very nice, but they can't compete with your daddy, and he's a couple of hours down the road."So we got her checked out, and that polite orderly wheeled her out to the car – got a kiss on the cheek as a "thank you". After admonishing us to "Be good to this nice lady", he watched us pull out of the.