I nibbled on each of her nipples, pulling them into my mouth and swirling with my tongue. ‘Jesse…stop teasing me…’ She moaned, writhing under ...me. ‘Oh, baby, you have no idea.’ I chuckled. ‘Lets get these jeans off.’ Slowly I kissed all around her breasts, teasing and tasting the undersides, slowly tracing each delicate rib with my fingertips, her hot flesh searing into my fingertips. I inched my way down her torso and kissed my way down the center line of her body, down to her sexy belly. I can not trust her, so I must fight her evil attempts of submission to find what I seek. Instead of a scarecrow I find a good ole country slut, one who loves to be saddled and ridden hard. OH my what a temptation she would be. Her body made for nothing but pure sexual enjoyment, and wanting all holes filled and used. With her Daisy Duke outfit and her seductive ways would be hard to push her away, so she may join me on my quest. She seeks a Master who wants nothing but pure sexual pleasure. No. .without some degree of physical discomfort in doing so!I definitely felt sexually titillated, as well as sexual frustrated all rolled into one, and yet, at the same time, I was enjoying it; and that was a curious, and unique experience for me; and, in spite of the emotional and physical frustration, I found a strange pleasure in the way both of these interacted together to produce a very different set of reactions!When Tara left eventually, I was dressed again. No one would have known by. ''So you admit it?''I'm not admitting anything.''Jesus H Christ, Matt. What the hell have you done?'Maurice walked into the office and closed the door deliberately behind him. He turned to address the two younger men.'Gentlemen. I heard raised voices. It doesn't do for two of my brightest young associates, and potential partners I might add, to be fighting so openly. Especially when there are clients in the building. Would one of you care to tell me what's going on?'Neither of them.