Mike was wearing jeans and a t-shirt as well which showed his thick muscular arms and she admits her eyes kept going to his crotch to see if she could... see a bulge (I hope he noticed). Helen knows people at the theatre and he had a good tour. She said that he seemed interested but was keen to get away after a while and by 4.30pm she was having a glass of wine on the south bank. Mike was starting to pay her compliments about how lucky he was to be shown round with a beautiful English woman and. ” “But let’s see what I gave you. Bend over now.”“Please , Miss…”:What is it?”“It hurts so to bend in this.”Then I squeaked again, only louder. With a laugh themaid thrust me over by the scruff of my neck. Miss Oakes palped the welts of the previous night, and took this opportunity to ram three fingers roughly in my backside. When I stood up again she was shaking her head. “Dear me,I thought I’d hit you hard enough to keep you out of mischief for a day or two. Ah well, the perils of education,. Later, as her hubby was abroad she along with her daughter shifted to my aunt’s place and then whenever I used to visit my aunt’s place, we used to meet each other and spend time together like dinners, movies, shopping etc. We had that perfect brother-sister relationship.As time passed, she started missing that pleasure which she used to get from her hubby. She needed someone to satisfy her sexual needs and I was unaware that I was going to be that lucky guy.Two months passed and there was one. I’m tired, yet so turned on. I feel like I’ve been teased all night. I guess I sort of have. I’m only am doing it to myself. I throw the blankets off, and jump into the shower. The water feels amazing, and can’t help but start touching myself. I envision what it’d be like if Tig was in the shower with me. What his hands might feel like on me, touching my milky white skin, kissing on my neck, teasing me. I’ve only been with two guys before. I have enough knowledge to get by, I suppose. Though.