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spanking to me, and the hard, methodical blows made the aching need in my pussy deeper still.
    Then I felt his erection jump and tighten in my mouth, and his cum started flooding down my throat. I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his bittersweet milk, and yet there was so much of it that some seeped out from between my stretched lips to wet my cheeks and chin and throat. I felt deliciously drenched in his spunk by the time his cock slipped out of my mouth.
    â€˜You’re such a quiet date to take to the late show,’ he whispered.
    I reached blindly for his hand, and kissed it.
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    We still go to the movies together, but now I wear a brand new leather coat he bought me as a wedding present.
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Mandy
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    Amanda Vanforth rose out of her jasmine scented bathwater, trailing suds in her bare feet on the plush rug, and gazed at herself in the mirror. She was amply graced with firm, thirty-eight-D breasts whose nipples stiffened at the slightest naughty thought, a tight but still generous bottom, and a glorious fiery spray of red pubic hair to match the wet curls flowing down her back. Smiling, she dried herself off, sprayed perfume on her throat and breasts, and then chose a small, revealing striped top along with a pair of slacks that showed off her voluptuous hips. She was going to see Albert, her husband’s brother, and Albert liked to admire her shapely buttocks.
    She had always been able to manipulate Albert’s interest in her to her own ends. This week, with Sidney out of town on business, she planned on coaxing Albert into buying more stock for her private portfolio with the company money, and the fact that he had asked to see her in his office gave her the perfect opportunity to do so. She did not plan on being married to Sidney forever, and when the time came, she intended to bail on him with a nice golden parachute.
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    Amanda walked into the last suite on the top floor and sauntered past the secretaries straight into Albert’s office. The grey-headed old harpy who sat by his door rose when she appeared, but then sat down again as Amanda ignored her and pushed open the mahogany door leading into the light-filled space of her brother-in-law’s office.
    Only then did she stop short, because he was not sitting at his desk as he normally was, or even standing by one of the many windows.
    â€˜Albert?’ she called. No one answered, but she felt the door close silently behind her, and turned quickly on her heels.
    Albert was standing in the corner smoking a cigarette and watching her. This was not like him; he was usually hard at work behind his desk, and would spring up like a puppy to greet her when she entered. ‘Hello Amanda,’ he said, ‘I’ve been expecting you.’
    â€˜Really? You’ve a funny way of showing it.’
    He smiled. ‘I have some things to show you .’
    â€˜Really?’ she repeated, making an effort to sound interested. He often tried to impress her with his projects, which bored her to distraction.
    He took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled as he asked, ‘Do you have something to show me ?’
    â€˜I don’t know what you mean,’ she replied, turning away. She was quite put off by his obvious leer since he was usually so submissive with her. Then she froze when she thought she felt his hand caress the cheeks of her bottom in her smooth cotton slacks.
    â€˜Don’t you have this to show me?’ he whispered in her ear.
    She spun around to face him again. ‘How dare you? I have never...! If I say one word of this to...’
    â€˜Sidney?’ Albert kept his hand resting almost possessively on her bottom.
    She slapped it away.
    â€˜I can also talk to Sidney, Mandy, my darling,’ he threatened quietly, and now his hand rose to her lightly powdered cheek.
    She wanted to bite him as his hand dropped to her neck, and kept moving slowly downwards. ‘I don’t know what you’re