After all, he was old enough to be her father. ‘I…I’ll get your jacket,’ he stammered. He headed for the hall closet, took Debbie’s coat out..., then walked back to where the young woman stood and held it while she slipped it on. He was acutely aware of her scent, her nearness, her loveliness. Debbie sensed that something was different tonight. Maybe it was her imagination, but Mr. Tilton seemed tense, a little on edge. Was it possible he was turned on to her? Was tonight going to be the night her. He then slowly worked his hands up my stomach to my breast and spent longer there then he did at my ass. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples, making them harder than they already were. Massaging my breasts for what seemed like forever. The wetness between my legs growing with every passing second. He continued to my collar bone and up my neck. He brushed my cheeks and nose then planted his lips on mine. "You are perfect Jayna, just so you know..l" "Thank you baby but I'm just a regular girl.". It read, simply, "HIS.", Another deep breath and I am ready to enter the house. Kneeling, I push my head through the large pet door and crawl through. I have done this many times. I know my place well. I crawled through the kitchen, down the back hall and arrive at a large, well appointed room. It is something between a library and a gentleman's den. It is where I am to wait. A large desk is placed at the center of the back wall, which is lined with shelves full of books. There are several. "Just shut the Fuck up!"My cock was no where near at attention anymore! The thought of something bad is about to happen, I just know it!"Well, today you are paying for those mistakes!" "I had to take out the trash!" "Plus to top it all off, I stepped in dog shit, bare footed!!!" "So, YES, I am pissed!!" My mind is reeling now! Just then I heard the door bell ring? "Saved by the bell!"Who could/would that be??? I heard the front door open and then laughter?? I couldn't make out who it was? It.