On the next station, a few people got off and some got on. There was one man in particular who caught my attention.He was wearing a smart whute colore... chinese collared shirt with top 3 buttons open displaying his chest hair. A pair of beige chinos and smart brown shoes. He had long hair which he had neatly tied up and a week old stubble. His shirt showed off his muscles.I was instantly turned on. He was standing right in front of me. He caught me staring at him a couple of times after which I. She was wearing only the thigh-high boots and her leather jacket and she looked down at Kevin's fat, sweaty body and sneered."My what a nasty pussyboy you've been tonight, Kevy," she said, her sweet voice husky and dominant. Kevin groaned as he stroked his cock. Melissa laughed wickedly. "But that's okay. So have I. Let me show you."Melissa stepped out of the doorway and Kevin gasped. Three naked men, two black, one white, all stroking their big cocks and all reaching out to caress Melissa's. She texted me when she arrived, and I drove by and picked her up. As she got in my car and looked at me and flashed her gigantic smile, all the feelings from the past came rushing back to me. She is in her 30s, but you would never believe it. She has these amazing giant brown eyes that are mesmerizing, and this long, super soft brown hair that also draws you in and makes you want to run your fingers through it. Her smile was like that of a model, with a million amazing teeth, and it was so. Instead, all I managed to do was live and advise others to live a life of complete domination of my husband and, in her case, her boyfriend.“Look, she did wrong, I get it. But she did it thinking that I was right, that many men needed, even wanted this. I basically taught her that there were two types of men. I wasn’t naive enough to believe in absolute matriarchy, but I still held to the view that one was either an alpha male and deserved to take what he needed or wanted ... or a beta, cuck.