Ingrid had recently taken to flashing her long unhindered glimpses of her freshly shaven pussy and her humongous boobs, just to see if our suspicions ...were correct. After a number of incidents she had concluded that Ms Smythe was either just a voyeur or an out and out lezzer.Ms Smythe switched off our light and left our dorm making her way down the corridor through the fire door towards her own room at the far end of the block.As soon as we saw the crack of light from the automatic corridor. Two weeks ago I was having lunch with a fellow I had gotten to know and we were talking about one of the girls we know. I mentioned that it would be great to see her naked and Tom, the guy I was with, said we could see her naked if I wanted to, I was confused and asked how that could be and he just said to meet him back at a bar he went to sometimes after work. I was still confused but agreed and later called Martha and told her I was going to be home late. I met Tom after work and he said to. She has the classic socialite slender face, with high cheekbones and a thin nose. She is 55 years old and stands about 5′ 4′ tall and weighs about 115 pounds. Like my mother, she works out with personal trainer’s every day, to maintain her slender upper-class figure. Her measurement fit the classic, high-society type. Tiny tits, long slender legs, with a narrow waist. In fact, I happen to know that her measurements are 32A-22-35.As I pulled into the driveway I saw Mrs. Hall rushing out of the. I would squirm to no avail when I saw it coming. This would only earn me the punishment of having my breasts put into this special bra-like contraption made of leather with holes for my nipples so they could be pulled out just to the point where it started to hurt and held there by clamps on the bra.Mom had always made me feel that touching myself was somehow wrong and that I shouldn't do it. Knowing I would feel guilty afterward was usually enough to keep me from doing it, but not then, I was.