dryfter
Sexy Kitten Master
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She was cautious now......wary.....and he had to be careful.
Kneeling gently, he offered her his arm as he helped her off the floor, patiently waiting for her as she adjusted. He could feel her arm where it met him through his jacket.....an almost arousing level of discomfort where they touch. And he knew....slowly.....she was becoming his.
"Very well then.....over here please."
Nodding softly at her words, he led her to the studio's lone bathroom, opening it before her with a concerned flourish. Folded neatly on the room's lone basinet was her jeans.....
"Please feel free to change in here. Don't worry, it locks from the inside so there won't be any unprofessionalism on my part. I want you to let me know if you continue to feel sick, Chastity. I'd much rather we call this off and reschedule than have you risk your health on some bad food. I'll be calling that restaurant tomorrow and complaining."
As soon as the door closed behind her, he grinned openly. It was going to get much much worse before it got any better for her. Not only had he not told her just how tight the jeans would fit her lovely frame.....but he had added his own element.....just a few drops of his own essence....long since having soaked into the fabric.....imbuing it with his insatiable lust.
Direct contact was dangerous. But indirect contact.....
Could be fun to watch.
Kneeling gently, he offered her his arm as he helped her off the floor, patiently waiting for her as she adjusted. He could feel her arm where it met him through his jacket.....an almost arousing level of discomfort where they touch. And he knew....slowly.....she was becoming his.
"Very well then.....over here please."
Nodding softly at her words, he led her to the studio's lone bathroom, opening it before her with a concerned flourish. Folded neatly on the room's lone basinet was her jeans.....
"Please feel free to change in here. Don't worry, it locks from the inside so there won't be any unprofessionalism on my part. I want you to let me know if you continue to feel sick, Chastity. I'd much rather we call this off and reschedule than have you risk your health on some bad food. I'll be calling that restaurant tomorrow and complaining."
As soon as the door closed behind her, he grinned openly. It was going to get much much worse before it got any better for her. Not only had he not told her just how tight the jeans would fit her lovely frame.....but he had added his own element.....just a few drops of his own essence....long since having soaked into the fabric.....imbuing it with his insatiable lust.
Direct contact was dangerous. But indirect contact.....
Could be fun to watch.