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Chapter 18

Can she?

Maybe you can help her

"Can I help you sir?" she repeated, more stridently. Please log in to view the image

"Yes. Thanks", I said ignoring the tone. "I was just passing and wondered what was going on up here."

The secretary's nipples are so uncomfortable that she will have to constantly rub them through her blouse.

"I'm sorry sir. You cant come in without an appointment", she said then "Fff," and began rubbing her nipples. "Good day!"

"Oh. That looks uncomfortable." you say sympathetically, "Would you like me to rub your tits?"

They will feel MUCH better if someone else rubs them. You will accept the offer gratefully. Your nipples are so erogenous that someone rubbing them for more than 10 seconds will cause an orgasm

"Thank you! That's most kind." She leans back in relief as I lean over and squeeze her boobs, concentrating as much as I can on her nipples, without taking off her satin blouse. "Oh that is so good. Oh my", she says, getting flustered. "oooooh!", ohh, mmmyyy Godd! That is oh!! yes!" she roars "YES"!

After a couple of minutes I step back and leave her tits go.

She pants with exertion. "Thank you!"

"Quite all right".

You don't need to rub them again for a while. You will now tell me everything I want to know honestly and let me pass freely into the school.

"This is a very exclusive school, ran for the daughters of extremely wealthy people." she starts being completely open and honest ."The fees are outrageous. Its for ladies after they finish high school where they can come to study some of the important topic they need for the next stage in their lives."

"Ok, such as?"

"Oh, Deportment, walking, elocution, polite conversation, how to be respectful, discipline, how to dress" that sort of thing.

"Really? Who would send their kids for that?" I said, imagining it sounded like hell from the students' perspective.

"You would be surprised. It is very popular. Our school receives daughters of people who have ambitions to see their children marry into the very highest levels of society and they need to be able to behave appropriately, and to know their place when they are there".

"Ok thank you."

I stepped past her and continued on into the building for a look around.

"Oh. Excuse me, sir!"

"Hmm, yes?" I wondered if my command for her to let me pass unchallenged wasn't working.

"If its not too much trouble, would you mind rubbing my nipples again on the way out sir?"

"Oh, yes of course." I said and moved past her reception ante-room into a long hallway with a series of doors on both sides

Try a door?

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