Hiding Her Way (Closed)

Paul Bauer was indeed pleased with his newest Little Kitten she was a sexual Wild Cat he smiled at the limp exhausted little beauty her breathing labored, her soft supple body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat. Tanya lay there curled on the floor for several moments till she gathered enough strength to draw her knees further up, then pushing with her hands until she seductively rose back into her kneeling position, hands braced on her thighs. The girls firm breasts rose and fell in the most delightful way with her labored breathing, Tanya’s full ripe lips gently parted glazed with her wanton lust, gasping so sensually as she fought for her breath.

“Tell me Miss Stevens what other little sexual secrets have you been keeping, afraid of admitting because you where told nice girl’s don’t those things?”

Paul studied the stunning little beauty, the back of his hand caressed her cheek, it slid down the seductive curve of the girl’s neck traced the contour of her breast before his fingers began to toy with her pebble hard nipples, and then continued.

“Miss Steven’s there will be no secrets between us, now tell me girl WHAT OTHER SECERTS HAVE YOU BEEN KEEPING.”

Paul punctuated his question by pinching Tanya’s sensitive nipple as he gagged her reaction to this minor pain.
 
“Tell me Miss Stevens what other little sexual secrets have you been keeping, afraid of admitting because you where told nice girl’s don’t those things?”

Tanya blushed, bright red at that, and she trembled a little at the knowledge that all her little secrets were about to be revealed. Any thought she might have had of keeping something back was swept from her mind when he said no secrets. She found herself opening her mouth automatically, ready to answer just like that. That was a little odd for her, for she was naturally a very private person, to share so readily was out of the ordinary.

She almost purred with pleasure as Pauls hand caressed her, enjoying the feeling as her nipples stiffened under his knowledgeable fingers, then a yip of surprise escaped her as he pinched. Instinctively she arched back, trying to get out of his reach, but then her body sent her brain a different message and she stopped. An electric tingle rocketed from the abused nipple to her pussy, then a warm glow seeped through the rest of her body. She wasn’t sure why, but she leaned back in to his fingers, silently giving consent, though her body remained tense, not sure if she really wanted more or not and fully prepared to move away again if it turned out that her impulse was a bad idea.

She looked at her hands, and then began to speak, hesitantly, then with growing confidence. “I have watched porn movies for much of my adult life, getting ideas and whatnot from them as well as learning new techniques to experiment with. Although my current demeanor lends little credibility to this, I have actually had few partners, and even fewer that were capable of stimulating me. As I am sure you have noticed, you don’t seem to have that problem whatsoever. But, one of the things that I have had an interest in was bondage, preferably light, but I know of course if that was a thing that interested you, it would be to your discretion. I also seem to get an odd reaction to pain stimuli, though frankly I don’t know if that’s good or bad, I suppose time will tell on that.”

She paused then, thinking and then said, “I don’t care much for the idea of public displays, though the thought of being admired is a turn-on. I am not quite sure how to explain that adequately, mainly due to the fact it is a half formed concept as yet. I am open to most things, willing to try anything once, at least the desire is there, as to whether or not I could implement that desire when it came down to it, I have no idea.”

Clearly struggling to delve deep within herself, she finally gave a minute shrug and said, “I don’t know, I didn’t really have anymore deep dark secrets, or if I do, they are secret from me as well.”
 
Paul Listened to Tanya’s little confessions of her dark secrets the, Porn movies, the failures of her past love affairs, her lack of orgasms with her past partners, then came her biggest secret.

……… But, one of the things that I have had an interest in was bondage, preferably light, but I know of course if that was a thing that interested you, it would be to your discretion. I also seem to get an odd reaction to pain stimuli, though frankly I don’t know if that’s good or bad, I suppose time will tell on that.”

Paul Bauer had witness that when he had pinched the young beauties nipple her immediate recoil only to be followed by arching her back to once again offer the pert little bud to his fingers again.

“Well Miss Stevens we shall have to in our next secession see where those desires take us but for know I think you have had enough for one session.”

He bent forward his lips brushing Tanya’s in a slow sensual kiss.

“Now for the next week you will wear no undergarments, and you will only wear skirts that are knee length.”

With that their second session ended .

Paul made his preparations for a bondage session and found that the week passed very slowly indeed he was actually looking forward to Miss Stevens’s arrival and their next session.
 
“Now for the next week you will wear no undergarments and you will only wear skirts that are knee length.”

Tanya nodded in agreement, while inwardly she quailed a little. Determination would have to see her through the following week, because she somehow knew that it would be hard. She rose to her feet and dressed. She deliberately drew on only her garter and stockings before her skirt and blouse, tucking her undergarments into her jacket pocket.

* * * *

She was right; the week that followed was pure hell. She got a thrill for the first couple days, knowing that each time she moved, her breasts swayed seductively under her blouse, every time she crossed her legs she had to be careful as to how much she showed. She enjoyed knowing that men and women alike would be able to fathom her secrets. But this soon paled.

She grew very tired of fending off the roaming fingers in the lunchroom, shooting down the whispered suggestions of trysts in the copy room that she received from a surprising amount of people. But most of all, she grew to hate the way her nipples were in a constant state of arousal from the stimulation given by the soft material of her clothes. To top that off, she also had to deal with the fact her breasts were relatively large, therefore without the support given by her bra, they had a tendency to hang just the wrong way, leaving her feeling out of sorts.

She was very, very glad when the day arrived and she was to go back. She took a bath as soon as she got home, adding lightly fragranced oil to the water, then picking up her razor to shave her legs again. This time however, she couldn’t resist, when her legs were completely smooth again, she slouched down in the water, and performing a feat that might have impressed a contortionist, she did the same to her pussy. When she was bare from the neck down, she drained the tub and rinsed herself quickly with the hand held showerhead.

She stepped out and patted herself dry, pausing when the towel brushed delicately over her satiny smooth mons. The sensation of the rough toweling sent a shiver up her spine. She never knew that she could be that sensitive there before.

A survey of her closet caused her to wrinkle her nose in dismay. She had wanted to wear something alluring that night, short and sexy, but her wardrobe wasn’t meant for that in the slightest. She’d had a hard time fulfilling her commitment of wearing short skirts that week-she only owned 3. Other than…she paused, then burrowed into the back of her walk-in closet, to find an item she hadn’t worn in literally years.

Triumphantly, she snagged the skirt she sought off the hanger and practically danced into the bedroom proper again. She held a very short skirt in her hand; it was red and pleated, just like a schoolgirl’s skirt. In fact it was a skirt she had worn in high school when she had played field hockey. Dubiously she eyed it, and then smiled as she thought that it would fit, even after all this time.

She picked up her stockings again and donned them. She looked in the mirror as she slid up the skirt, breathing a sigh of relief when the hem just covered them. A tight short sleeved sweater of white completed the clothing part of her attire. It was formfitting, and cut in a way that emphasized the shape of her breast. She was happy with the effect. She caught her hair up in a loose pony tail, and was ready to go after slipping on a pair of strappy high heeled shoes.

She arrived at Johns house, and hurried up the walk, eager to see him again. She hadn’t received entry instructions this time, so she knocked politely on the door.
 
Paul open the door and study his young protégé for a moment. The skirt a school girl plaid the hem just covered the tops of her stockings. Tanya’s tight short sleeved sweater formfitting, and cut in a way that emphasized the shape of her breast. Her wild red mane caught up in a loose pony tail, and a pair of strappy high heeled that emphasis the sensual curve of her Calves.

“Come in Miss Stevens, I do so like your ensemble, very naughty indeed.”

Paul Bauer led the stunning beauty through the living room where there previous sessions had been held, he opened a door leading down into the cellar, where a dimly lit room filled with all kinds of restrain devices. He saw a glimmer of fear in Tanya’s eyes.

“Trust Miss Stevens,……………..remember trust”

Paul led her to a pair of padded handcuffs handing from the ceiling.

“Put them on Miss Stevens if you please.”

As always the choice was hers.
 
Tanya followed Paul willingly; at least until he led her into the area that would be the cellar in most peoples houses. She wasn’t sure what he was leading her towards, but memories of the previous meetings pleasures carried her right along.

She stopped in the doorway however, staring with wide eyes around herself at the various items on display. She took a deep shuddering breath filled with nervousness as she realized the only things she readily recognized was the pair of handcuffs hanging from the ceiling.

Paul’s words were a much needed influence as she fought her instinctive fear of the unknown; “Trust Miss Stevens,……………..remember trust” She took a single step forward, her eyes locking briefly with his, seeking additional reassurance-reassurance that she found.

She looked up at the cuffs hanging from the ceiling when he asked her to put them on, a portion of her mind was half wondering why he hadn’t asked her to strip first, as he had every other time, but hers was not to question, she only had to choose to comply.

With a deep breath, she took the plunge. Reaching up, she fastened first one cuff, then the second, her heart rate increasing with each click. She wet her lips nervously as she finished, then looked up at him, her soul in her eyes, clearly stating that though she trusted him, basic instinct pleaded with him mutely to be good to her.
 
Paul was quite pleased as Tanya Stevens placed her dainty wrist in the hanging handcuffs. Her supple young body, stretched taunt, her short school girl skirt riding high up her thighs. Paul’s lips brushed hers in a soft lingering kiss, which slowly deepened to a sensually erotic, their tongues dancing in a carnal exploration as old as time its self. Slowly their lips parted clinging to each other till the last possible moment. Paul Bauer was behind the bound beauty his hands cupping her firm young breasts, his thumbs rolling her pert little nipples; his hot moist breath stirred the stray hairs at the nap of the young beauty’s neck. He nibbled her earlobe, his hands seductively slid down the curve of her torso down across the flat plain of her abdomen, to gently massage her pussy beneath he little skirt.

“Umm you are a very naught young Lady Miss Stevens, so you may not cum till you have been granted permission.”

Paul slowly began to strip Tanya’s stockings from her statuesque legs, his fingers just brushing the girl’s moist labia to slowly roll her hose down, soft teasing kisses following the retreating nylons,
 
Tanya moaned softly as Paul kissed her. All these sensations were new to her, and therefore doubly exciting. She couldn’t remember a time when she had been kissed so thoroughly, the fact that she was restrained and incapable of rejecting this had she wanted to made the contact even more titillating. She gasped when he moved behind her; the first contact from his fingers sent a ripple of pleasure from the tips of her toes up to her nose. She pressed her upper body forward, pushing her nipples into his fingers.

“Umm you are a very naught young Lady Miss Stevens, so you may not cum till you have been granted permission.”

She could have cried in frustration, for the instant he said that, it felt as though all the nerves in her body woke up, making her feel hot and itchy. She bit her lower lip as he began to remove her stockings; the sensuous brush of the material on her thighs was almost maddening. She resolved to attempt to do as he asked, she was already somewhat familiar with the consequences if she didn’t but she knew even then that it would be very difficult.

She had always had problems cumming with guys before, but Paul was definitely different as he could practically excite her with just the power of his gaze alone
 
As Paul’s fingers sensually caressed Tanya’s legs he stole a quick glance and smiled to himself as she bit her lower lip as he began to remove her stockings. Slowly, seductively, he stripped her of her shoes and stockings. The young beauty’s little gasps and sighs where music to his ears. His hands worked back up her sculptured, athletic, legs, ever higher, till they disappeared under the helm of her little school girl skirt, and one more article of clothing, her garter belt was stripped away.

Paul Bauer stood, his lips claimed the girl’s in a long sensual kiss, his fingers loosed the button at the waist of her skirt, and the harsh rasp of the zipper was the only sound that broke the silence of the room. Slowly he eased the little scrape of cloth down over the swell of Tanya’s hips till it cascade down her legs to pool around her ankles. And so the striptease went on till young Tanya Stevens was naked from the waist down. Paul kissed lingered as he ground his groin against the girl’s naked pussy.
 
The sound of the zipper was so loud in the quiet room; Tanya could almost hear the echo. She trembled in reaction to each soft caress. She was starting to think her body was on fire-but the problem with that was, Paul was just getting started.

She could feel the warm heat from his body as he kissed her, the soft rasp of their tongues tangling together was even more exciting. She couldn’t help it though; when he ground himself against her and she felt the hard bulge pressed so intimately against her, she moaned into his mouth. Her hips rocked against his, the rougher material of his pants against her soft smoothness stimulated her to the point she wasn’t sure she could hold on.

She pulled her head back, breaking the kiss and opened her eyes. Her pupils were huge, a testimony of her arousal. She gasped in a breath and whispered, “Please…” She couldn’t continue, she knew he wouldn’t be likely to give her what she needed at that point but she was to excited, she wanted so badly to do as she had been told, but the way she felt then, she thought she could cum without to much more.
 
Tanya Stevens pulled her head back, breaking the kiss and opened her eyes. Her pupils were huge, a testimony of her arousal. She gasped in a breath and whispered,

“Please…”

Paul Bauer smiled into those wide, passion filled eyes.

“Please”

He whispered into her ear, his hot breath washing over her feverish skin. Paul ripped open the girl’s sweater bearing her firm up turned breasts, hot kisses flowed down the sensual curve of Tanya’s neck his lips mouth and teeth claimed a diamond hard nipple a gentle love nip as his fingers toyed with the firry redhead’s clit.

“You may cum now dear.”

His finger slipped with in the young beauty’s moist passion to massage her sweet spot as the girl’s orgasm engulfed her in a tidal wave of passion. Paul Bauer’s skillful fingers and mouth wrung orgasm after orgasm form Tanya till he legs buckled and she withered in the steely grip of her bonds.
 
Tanya whimpered in need as Pauls skillful fingers teased her body to the point she thought she would surely go mad. Then just as she was convinced that she wouldnt be able to take a single second more, he told her she could cum.

A sharp shaft of pleasure ripped through her body at that quiet statement, it was as though the floodgates had opened. Her pussy spasmed and rippled as she began to cum, her head tossed back, breasts heaving.

she could feel the passage of air across her sensitive nipples, a thing that only heightened her pleasure. Dimly she remembered her shock and dismay when he'd ripped her sweater open, but that had been lost in the all consuming rush of her passion.

She gasped and trembled as his fingers slid inside her and began to massage her. She had never felt like this before, nor ever had an orgasm quite as powerful. It wasnt even the strength of the orgasm so much as the length of it, as she seemed to be riding a never ending wave of excitement, caught upon the crest for a small eternity.

Suddenly a particularly fierce jolt of pleasure wracked her body and with a sharp twist of her hips, her footing slipped from her, leaving her hanging from her bonds, still shuddering. When her orgasm finally began to taper off, she hung there, gasping for breath, her head hanging as she quivered. Her hair was a tangled mess, damp with her sweat and hanging in her eyes until she flicked it back with a toss of her head and looked up.

She looked at Paul, and all she could manage to say at that moment was, "Thankyou"
 
The alluring Miss Stevens gasped and trembled as Paul’s fingers slid inside her and began to massage her. Bauer knew what this young beauty wanted , no need and he smiles as a particularly fierce jolt of pleasure wracked her body and with a sharp twist of her hips, her footing slipped from her, leaving her hanging from her bonds, still shuddering. Tanya hung there, gasping for breath, her head hanging as she quivered form the intensity of her orgasm. Her hair was a tangled firry copper mess, damp with her sweat and hanging in her eyes until she flicked it back with a toss of her head and looked up.

"Thank you"

Tanya whispered in an exhausted little girl voice. Yet Paul Bauer was not ready yet to take his pleasure from his bound little neophyte. He instinctively knew that the girl required more, more than she had let on to and he decided to see to what extent her submissive nature ran. Paul picked up a riding crop from the near by table, he trailed the leather tab over Tanya’s diamond hard nipples, slowly down the flat plain of her abdomen, the braided shaft cleaved her puffy labia, grated across her throbbing clit, The with a quick flick the leather kissed her puckered taunt nipple.
 
At the first touch of soft leather on her body, Tanya opened her eyes which had half closed in the aftermath of her orgasms. It took her a minute to realise wht was touching her so nicely, it wasnt as though she had a lot of expirience in such items before.

She gave a muffled, half choked cry when she recognised the crop, scared suddenly. But it was bringing her such pleasure to her overly sensitized skin that she held herself still, not fighting to get away as she waited to see what he would do with it next.

She moaned when it trailed between her pussy lips, the smoothness broken by bumps up the braided shaftthat scraped deliciously across her engorged clit. She could feel more blood rushing down to her sensitive spot and her legs spread slightly to allow easier access.

She was shocked when the crop left her pussy and administered a sharp tap to her nipple. She cried out, more in shock than real pain, her body arching backward as far as the restraints would allow, her eyelids fluttering rapidly as she tried to come to terms with the things she was feeling.

She realised that the sensation hadnt been truely bad, surprising, yes, but it hadnt really hurt. It was more a feeling of sensitivity than anything else, extra sensation to a body already on the edge.

Slowly, she allowed herself to relax, meeting Paul's eyes briefly, before she dropped them again. Her logical mind was trying to tell her that this was wrong, but her body said something else entirely, leading to what came out of her mouth next.

She whispered, in a voice that was quite faint, "That was good, may I have some more please?"
 
Tanya breath came in excited little gasps her body did not shrink from the leathery kiss of the riding crop but arched to it. Paul Bauer was right this young beauty was a submissive by nature and much more than she would ever guess. He paused, studied her, her eyes demurely down cast, every aspect of her supple body alive her nipples pebble hard. His study was interrupted.

"That was good, may I have some more please?"

Tanya’s voice a faint whisper laced with desire. Paul smiled at his young protégé.

“Why certainly Miss Stevens but you must ask for each kiss of the leather.”


Slowly, methodical Paul Bauer let the kiss of the leather dance over her body. A sharp kisses to her nipples, her lily white inner thighs, the firm globes of her heart shaped derrière. He did not forget to give loving attention to her bare little pussy. Tanya Steven had to ask for each and every kiss of the leather, her pale skin now glowed crimson her calls came faster and faster as the girls orgasm build till it last it burst, engulfing Tanya in a violent orgasm the felt her spent and trembling.
 
“Why certainly Miss Stevens but you must ask for each kiss of the leather.”

If someone had asked Tanya even a week earlier if she would have agreed to be restrained and to ask for someone to hit her in anyway shape or form, she would have looked at them as though they were insane and responded with an emphatic NO! But that was a week ago, this was now.

Before each sweet kiss of the crop, she would ask nicely, plead for it, strain her body upward to meet it and more. She could feel the tiny trickles of sweat down her back at her excitement reached a feverish pitch, her cries of mingled pain and passion rose in the quiet room.

This continued until with a hoarse cry, she came. This orgasm was huge, like nothing she had seen before, one that crashed down on her like a tsunami, her vision grayed out at the edges, spots danced before her eyes as she trembled like a leaf in a stiff breeze.

When her orgasm finally lifted, she hung from her bonds utterly drained, gasping for breath. She could barely lift her head at that point, when she did, her eyes were glazed with sated passion.
 
Paul Bauer caught Tanya in his arms as he released her bonds. The young beauty was totally spent, exhausted. He cradled the young beauty like a loving parent and carried her to the next room and the hot tub. Slowly he carried her in to the hot steaming water. Picking up the coarse natural sponge Paul began to wash the sweat from Tanya, he toyed and teased her young body as he washed her.

“Better Miss Stevens ?”

His voice a soft seductive whisper as the sponge grated across the young beauty’s nipples. It worked down over the flat plain of her belly in lazy sensual circles, to massage and caress in its coarse embrace her naked little pussy. Paul smiled as her remembered the way Tanya Stevens body had strain upward to meet each leathery kiss, how before each sweet kiss of the crop, she would ask so nicely, so meekly, plead for it.

Tanya’s bath complete Paul Bauer dried her sexually charged body with a rough terry towel.
 
When Paul took Tanya from her restraints and caught her up in his arms, even though she was utterly exhausted, she felt grateful and fulfilled. He made her feel special in that moment, at a time she most needed it.

Hot water, silky feeling on her tender skin roused Tanya from the daze she had been caught up in. She made a move as if to rise from the water to wash herself, but was surprised into immobility as Paul began to do it for her. She watched his hands work slowly over her body, with only a little bit of interest at first. But as the coarse material slid over her body, she felt it more keenly.

She felt each caress of the sponge across her over sensitized nerves, each stroke waking them up. As they began to hum in response to the touch, it never was quite enough as he kept moving to a different location. She slipped her knees to the sides of the tub as he washed her pussy, the rough material re-exciting her until she bit the insides of her lips to keep from crying out.

“Better Miss Stevens?” It was…and yet it wasn’t . How could she explain adequately that her body felt great, but she wanted more? But maybe not in the same way? That she wanted to be held for a while, to be able to pretend, even just for a bit, that she was cared for in every way? The problem was, she couldn’t, so therefore she just nodded a response.

Then the bath was done and Paul was drying her. He was using a rough towel, one that even though it was incredibly rough, felt great to her. She felt pampered as she made sure each part of her was as dry as could be. When he was done, she looked at him and asked, “Can I do something for you too…?” She wasn’t sure how to phrase it, but she knew that he hadn’t taken his pleasure that evening and she wanted to be able to do this for him, an added bonus would be if she could have some more too, but she feared being presumptuous.
 
Paul Bauer looked deep into the firry little redhead’s eyes, he saw the smoldering passion there, a need, an unanswered need to serve. Tanya’s simple question, no request spoke of that need. “Can I do something for you too…?”

His thumb gentle caressed the side of the girl’s face a sad knowing smile in his dark hazel eyes.

“Please me Miss Stevens.”

It was a simple statement, one that would let the young beauty fulfill her need to serve, yet leaving her the choice.. Paul Bauer waited to see what his young protégé would do.
 
“Please me Miss Stevens.”

Tanya let her breath out on a soft shuddering sigh, happy that he would let her do something for him, letting her feel needed. She stepped towards him, bringing her body against his and allowing her nipples to rub over his chest as she ran her hands up over his chest. She took delight in being allowed to touch his body in any way she wanted, without worrying that she would do something wrong.

She dropped to her knees in front of him and trailed her tongue from the base of his shaft up to the head, swirled her tongue around and then took him into her mouth all the way down as her hands traveled smoothly up the backs of his legs to cup his ass and pull him closer. For the space of about five minutes she did this, then pulled back off him with a soft popping sound.

“If you would place yourself in a reclining position somewhere, I think I could find a way to please you more, for I don’t think it is really feasible to try to climb up your body to wrap my pussy around you.” Her tone was light, laughter lurked in her eyes and voice at the mental picture this presented, the only thing she could picture was something similar to the way a monkey would climb and that went into the ridiculous a little to far.
 
Paul smiled down at his young protégé , he moaned and sighed with pleasure as her loving tongue and mouth made love to him his hand caressed her firry silken tresses. Paul Bauer gave the young beauty what she needed most t that moment the ability to serve.

“If you would place yourself in a reclining position somewhere, I think I could find a way to please you more, for I don’t think it is really feasible to try to climb up your body to wrap my pussy around you.”

Tanya Steven’s voice was light and sensual laced with her need. Slowly Paul reclined his cock ironed core and waiting for the girl’s sweet embrace. His eyes smiled up at her in an unmistakable invitation.
 
With a soft moan of pleasure, mixed with gratitude, Tanya moved forward. She stepped over Paul’s legs and straddled him, lowering her body until just the edge of her pussy brushed across him. With a practiced flip of her hips, she caught the tip of his cock and caused it to lift, allowing her to sink down on him without needing her hands to position him.

With a low moan she lowered herself fully and then like a metronome, her hips began to rise and fall in a measured cadence. At least it started that way, until her passions began to rise to the occasion and she moved faster. She had been bracing her upper body on stiffened arms, but these suddenly seemed to turn to jelly and she sank down, her nipples digging little furrows into Paul’s chest.

With a moaning sob against the skin of his neck, she twisted her hips, driving him deep into her body as she began to build to an orgasm. Shuddering against him, a dark desire grew within her, one that once thought she couldn’t shake. This led to her ragged whisper, as she begged him in a voice choked with lust, “Please, my neck…nibble it, bite it, do something to it please!” She was to gone now in her own need, all thought of what she should or should not want, gone.
 
Tanya moans softly her hips rocking, Paul thrust his hips to meet the young beauty’s their passions building a moaning sob escapes her parched lips; they brush the skin of his neck. The alluring young beauty twisted her hips, driving Paul deeper into her body as she began to build to an orgasm. Her dark desire grew within her, Miss Steven’s firm young body shuddering against him.

“Please, my neck…nibble it, bite it, do something to it please!”

The young girl’s voice ragged whisper, choked with lust, as she drove for the orgasm that seemed just within reach. Paul ran his tongue over the smooth curve of Tanya’s neck, little love nips, his teeth grated across her shimmering sweat coated skin, to claim the girl’s earlobe. Tanya Stevens’s body convolced in the violence of her orgasm and Paul‘s lust exploded deep with in her womb, yet their violent passionate love making continued till they both lay exhausted in reach other’s arms.
 
Tanya writhed beneath Paul’s touch as he gave her exactly what she had asked for. The simple touch of his mouth and teeth on the side of her neck was enough to spill her into the orgasm she had so desperately sought. She dimly felt his orgasm as he joined her, but she was to intent on her own pleasure to take real notice.

She had cum, but she was swept along with him as their bodies crashed together in perfect harmony until they could take no more and lay as if dead in each others arms. Tanya laid her head on Paul’s chest, listening to the thunder of his heart that beat in a pace to match her own. Ever so slowly, her body began to settle, her limbs lax with content.

Gradually, she gathered enough energy to lift her head. Looking at him, she softly said, “You are an incredible man-no other has ever been able to make me feel so satisfied, I have never felt truly complete until now. I want to say thank you, but fear sounding trite.”

She took a breath, then swallowed hard, suddenly aware of the dryness in the soft tissues of her throat, un noticed until her passion had cooled. She asked, "Might I have a drink, and then if you would, could you tell me what next? I cant say that i am not truely enjoying everything that we have shared, but I fear boring you."
 
Tanya took a breath, then swallowed hard,

"Might I have a drink, and then if you would, could you tell me what next? I can’t say that i am not truly enjoying everything that we have shared, but I fear boring you."

Paul Bauer gave the young beauty what she had asked for, the back of his hand caressed her cheek a smile creased his face.

“ Dear Miss Stevens you do not bore me far from it my dear.”


Paul waited till the young beauty handed him the empty glass.

“I fear our time is up dear…….”

There was a note of regret in the man’s voice as he dawned his black silk robe,

“Till next time Miss Stevens.”

A soft kiss of parting.

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Paul Bauer watched as Tanya Stevens drove off. He had not given the stunning young beauty a time or date to return. The Girl stilled relied on him to indicate when they would have a session but if they where to continue she would have to beg him for it.


Paul waited a week , two weeks, three weeks and still no call. It was Friday of the fourth week when he heard his phone ring.

“Paul Bauer here.”
 
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