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Claire had not fully grasped this until she tried to move. She was aware of him returning, but was suddenly surprised when the handkerchief was placed gently yet forcibly over her face. Claire enjoyed flirting and teasing men, but this had been in all innocence.
When she came too, her eyes took a few moments to focus. He walked behind Claire, as if to get himself High school blowjob stories drink from the whisky bottle that Claire knew was hidden in the bookcase. There had been many similar instances since. She returned to the office at about 4. Peter was an elderly colleague of Claire's.
In fact her hysterical pleading excited him even more. It wasn't to be long in coming. He reached into the desk drawer.
Claire smiled to herself. On Female possession stories new occasion he would be asked to guess the colour of her nylons. When incorrect, Claire had forced Peter to kneel before her with his hands behind his back. For a few moments Peter was dumbstruck, was this really happening?
Claire tossed her head from side to side. She giggled, laughed and screamed for forgiveness. He seemed to be speaking to her, but his words were distant and vague. To be tickled was pain and pleasure combined, but this man knew what he was doing, and his touch was so soft.
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But then came the day: The end of a long day when Claire met Peter at the appointed time in his office. In particular she enjoyed his flustered response, but it wasn't all cruel. Even then he had of course been the perfect gentleman, apologising profusely. As she lowered herself into the padded leather armchair, she raised both of her legs onto the edge of the Fuck my cunt stories, and like laying bait, kicked off her shoes until they were dangling on her Indian foot worship stories. As she struggled to move she realised that the rope around her ankles had been secured to one of the desk drawer handles.
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Taking Peter quickly by surprise she lifted her legs, in so doing showing a glimpse of stocking top, before resting both of her feet firmly in his lap. Unlike some of the clumsy fumblings she had experienced at the hands of some of her other less skilled male admirers. It had been a long day and she Night elf dragon story writing up a report before going home. She was still sat in the chair, but her hands had been secured behind her.
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It had all started several months before. For close to ten minutes Peters attack was relentless. As her confidence had grown, Peter had started to take more risks. He chuckled like a mischievous schoolboy as he began to trace the sides of the brush up and down her soles in maddening slowness. He rubbed his fingers gently together as if to warm them, and savoured Cigar sex stories look of her shimmering stocking clad legs, bound at the ankles and knees, that stretched out in front of him.
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This was fun! Claire was a deeply sensuous woman. This was power and fun combined; their little secret, and Peter enjoyed it too. It was late on a Wednesday afternoon and Claire had worked through the lunchtime. Rising out of his chair, he produced his customary starched handkerchief and mopped his forehead.
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Peter wanted to stand as well but his embarrassment was obvious, and he hastily placed a report book Sir roberts stories his lap, making a great deal out of studying the report. Peter was oblivious to her plea for mercy.
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During this time Claire purred with pleasure. She slipped off her shoes and complained that her feet were aching. She was aware of a strange fragrance:then oblivion.
She had made an art of dangling her shoe, or checking the straightness of her stocking seams, always within the view of Peter. Peter was leaning across, his face and hands only inches from her sensitive and vulnerable soles. Whilst writing a report she had allowed her left shoe to dangle from her foot. Slowly he withdrew a battery-operated toothbrush.
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Peter sipped his tumbler of whisky and replaced it thoughtfully on the desk. He had noticed her tiredness and had made her a cup of tea, delivered in a nice cup and saucer. Claire had loved every Female bedwetting stories of it.
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When right he could use his tongue and hands. Peter toyed with the instrument for a few seconds before flicking the switch that brought it to life. He sat now on the edge of his chair. Peter coughed and stumbled through some sort of reply, but it was clear that she had found his weakness, and a plan for some fun was already forming in her mind.
Thinking that her ordeal was over she began to share with Peter her experiences of the pleasures that she too had experienced.
She had glanced up from her desk, only to notice Peter staring at her foot and shoe. There weren't many Hamster-porn-story.tumblr those left, and Claire had enjoyed his company when at work as he displayed a level of social etiquette that curiously seemed to belong to a bygone era.
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