John looked for a moment at the young woman who had just appeared in the room, a brunette with long hair, dressed in an elegant skirt and blouse.-Than... you, Kristin," he said, passing his hand under her skirt, feeling the rounded buttocks, the inner thighs, then letting his fingers slowly approach her pussy.-Mr. Doe," she whispered, looking down,"please... I'm married.John laughed. When she applied for the position of assistant for the company John was about to build, Kristin probably thought. They both looked at each other and we continued drinking and the light conversation. Time had passed, the girls mostly kept to themselves and I could only pick up bits and pieces of what they were talking about. I was getting ready to tab out for the night when Sara asked me if I had plans for the rest of the night. I said I didn’t but that I was just getting ready to head back to my room at the hotel. I asked them if they were heading on and they said they had such a good time chatting that. The doe eyed look of surrender, hiding just below her denial.I smiled at her; I almost laughed in triumph. I’d stumbled across a great secret, I had a power that no boy my age should have; I could see through her.Daria was a sub without a master. A runaway slave. All I had to do was fuck her.She was a strong, beautiful, intelligent woman. Surely too intelligent to let a boy seduce her.I stood, holding her gaze. I was thrilled, terrified by the possibility that I could be right about what was. I'm five feet eight inches tall, weighing about 160 pounds.I was dressed in my hired dinner suit complete with dress shirt and bow tie and feeling somewhat apprehensive about tonight. Linda sat in a chair across from me and she looked absolutely stunning. She was in a black dress with buttons all the way down the front with the top few undone to show a little cleavage. Black fishnet stockings and high heels completed the outfit. It was difficult to believe that she was almost forty seven years.