Without her, what was the point of staying or working? 3 months later Driving to her parents, Drew wondered why she was going home for the holidays. L...nce might be there. She could ignore him like she had before, but now it was different. She felt different. Most nights she woke up breathing hard, dreaming of the night in the elevator. She could remember his kiss and how he felt inside. At first she started taking the stairs to avoid another encounter in the elevator. It was a few weeks before. I blurted out without thinking causing her to blush. “thank you, Emily, you're pretty hot yourself". The conversation went from my pathetic boyfriend to us complimenting each other. I don't know I feel like things are starting to heat up between me and Kayla. I was getting a different vibe from Kayla something I never experienced before. She makes me feel so happy. She's been my friend since day one and we did a lot of things together. I remember one time I did something and I was about to get. His big greedy hands began groping her breasts and ass almost immediately. He started slathering saliva onto his fingers and reaching into my wife’s cunt to get it prepared for entry. I could hear my wife moaning from all of the attention that he was giving to her pussy. I mean for the last 3-4 months, things have been kind of tense from the debt building up as there’s been very little sexual contact. I could hear her pussy began to have a sloshing sound each time he reloaded his fingers with. She was supposed to be a nice girl, date some nice boy here, and eventually marry him. She was a nice girl—but for as long as she could remember, there was this part of her, some deep, mysterious, primitive part of her, that had craved being dominated, being in someone's power. When she was very young, she hadn't known that her fantasies of being tied up, held captive, or enslaved were sexual, just that they brought her pleasure. Now she knew—but until last night she had only been able to guess.