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first meeting. I figured, though, that he might as well know me
from the very beginning. I had hid my outrageously sexual nature
from too many boyfriends before and it had gotten me
nowhere.
    I let the edge of my lips glide across his
ear for a moment and let him hear the sound of my breath deepen as
I inhaled and exhaled slowly. I slowly slid my hand across his
thigh and grasped him firmly between his legs. My breath grew even
heavier as his cock turned hard in the palm of my hand. I wrapped
the tips of my fingers all the way around his prick and balls and
squeezed a little harder. He couldn’t help but smile. I whispered
in his ear again.
    “ Mr. Norton, what happens
when I’m a naughty housewife?”
    His smile broadened again and I could tell
he was really getting into it.
    “ I hope you don’t think
I’m always like this, Mr. Norton. I’m just a little mischievous
behind closed doors. I normally have very high morals,” I told
him.
    I decided it might be best not to go too far
so I removed my hand from between his legs, stood up straight and
returned to my chair to sit down. There was an awkward moment of
silence as he just shook his head slowly and laughed at what I had
just done in the middle of the interview.
    Yet, before I could say anything else, he
stood up and walked around the desk to where I sat.
    “ Stand up,” he ordered
me.
    I looked up at him. “Why?”
    “ I have an answer to your
question,” he responded sternly.
    “ My question?”
    “ You asked me what happens
when you are a naughty housewife. I’m going to show you.” He said
it very seriously and now I was a bit afraid that I really had
crossed a line I shouldn’t have crossed. But what was I going to do
now? I stood up and faced him, nervously staring up at his
expressionless face.
    “ Turn around, bend over
and put your hands on my desk,” he ordered me.
    I turned to look at his desk and then
quickly back at him. I couldn’t believe he had just asked me to
bend over his desk. The insinuation of what he planned to do wasn’t
difficult to figure out.
    “ Right now, Natalie,” he
told me again.
    A rush of exhilarating fear flooded through
me and my palms became moist in nervousness, but the moment was
undeniably charged with pure eroticism. I had no idea where this
was headed but I was rapidly losing my grasp of reason and simply
enjoying the spontaneity of the situation. I did as he asked,
turning around and bending over his desk. I placed my hands on the
edge of his large oak desk so my butt was protruding toward him. I
looked back at him to see what he was going to do next.
    “ Head forward,” he said
simply without raising his voice. I turned my head back around as
he began to speak.
    “ Let’s get things clear
right now, Natalie. I am a highly respected member of this
community and in the world of business and politics. I cannot
afford to have a wife who in any way compromises my integrity. Is
that understood?”
    “ Yes,” I told
him.
    Suddenly I felt his hands grasp the edge of
my dress and lift it up. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t
believe he was doing what he was doing. He tossed the bottom of the
dress over my back and I could feel my bare butt exposed. I jerked
my head around ever so slightly to him and then looked forward
again. My thoughts were racing but I wasn’t sure how to react. I
should have been outraged that he had just pulled up my dress, or
at least protested, but I was on the edge of a kinky sort of
dramatic anticipation. I clinched the edge of his desk with my
fingers, wondering what was going to happen next.
    “ In this house and outside
of this house, you need to act like a proper woman who carries
herself with respect. I am not going to have you parading around
here like a naughty girl day in and day out.” As he lectured me I
could feel him pacing back and forth behind me.
    “ I apologize,” I told him.
“I just thought you might be the kind of man who likes a kinky wife
now and