Once his heart rate had returned to normal he had then carefully re-wrapped the vibrator, and, making sure that he didn't get any of his cum on anythi...ng other than himself, he had placed it back in the same spot in the drawer and then traced his steps back out of the bedroom before heading to his wife's childhood room and having a long hot shower.Whilst inside the steamy bathroom his mind had turned to the time that his mother in law had come to stay at his house and he had managed to capture a. Well, it's a long story. OK, if I must, I'lltell you, but it's not pretty. I am? Thank you for saying that! Yes,I understand, at the beginning.For years I was a vice-president and then president of Unger & Wright,insurance brokers. I like to think I was a good executive, a peopleperson, firm but fair, and one of the secretaries I had was namedMichelle Cleaver, a woman of marginal competency that I did my best tohelp up the corporate ladder, to no avail. I still think maybe she wasjealous,. A little while later I pulled into the student parking lot. She kissed me again on the cheek and set out to find her friends, I grabbed my bag and headed in behind her. I made my way through the building and got to my locker, just as I got it opened I saw Matt walking up to me.“Dude, that was the best party I ever threw! Did you see everything that went down?”“Yeah man I was there, I even got in on it to my surprise.”“And you weren't even gonna come, see what you would've missed out on?”“Yeah,. He cut the material from neck to hem in one sudden movement. Then he yanked my skirt down my legs and off. I started to shiver with cold and arousal; I was feeling really horny... Then he felt my exposed boobs. I was not wearing a bra that day. He dug his fingers until he made me cry out in pain. He put the flat of the knife against my erect nipples and then he laughed when they contracted at the coldness. I tried to shrink away from the blade. "Do not dare to move, bitch… or I will cut you…”.