Perhaps behind one of the books, but there had to be at least three thousand books in this room. Some old, some new, arranged by a plan that only Bill... understood. Which book would he have hidden it behind? Jennifer started scanning titles looking for Chastise or some other word that leaped out at her as significant. Jennifer followed the books from the left side of the door, and after covering half the left wall, gave up. It was getting too far from the door. Going back to the door, she started. Before I can react, you're on me, shoving me backward, while unhooking your bra. I'm totally taken off guard and stumble back towards my desk.Your bra hits the floor and your breasts hit my body. You shove again and I fall back over the desk, still trying to process what is happening as pencils and papers hit the floor.As I lie there on my back, my knees hanging off the edge, you hop up on the desk, straddling me, and shove your breasts into my face.“Suck me now,” you growl and I do by reflex.. ”We sat there for more than a minute before she simply pointed towards Gator Point and said “Shame to ruin one of your meals. You’re the best cook I’ve ever met. So let’s go.”The remainder of the ride was mostly her peppering me with questions. “Why hadn’t I remarried after Chris’s mom died? (I buried myself in my work) How did I come up with this idea? (I too had checked out the ‘Sugar-Daddy’ sites and was not impressed. Just not me). Was being a lawyer really that enriching? (is if you. " Pornographic?" I suggested, laughing, "oh it does feel so very wicked."I wriggled sensuously for him, feeling so naughty."How would you like me?" I asked, "anything special? I would imagine if you have had this fantasy for so long that you have had time to really add special extras to it."He nodded guiltily, looking somewhat ashamed."That is fine, I told him, kissing him gently, "I added so much over the years to some of my fantasy scenarios, you would not believe it."He looked relieved at my.