She pulled the arm I had around her tightly to her and put her head on my shoulder. “Lover, I’m so happy. My life is so good.” We chuckled toget...er. She led me into the living room and sat me down in a big easy chair. She got into my lap curling up comfortably with my arm around her. She laughed happily. “Okay, I’ll hold still. I’m in my second favorite place.”Her dad looked puzzled. “What’s your favorite place then?” I almost stopped him from asking. I suspected it was a trick question. It. By the time I returned to the lounge I had shrugged out of the shirt and trousers and had my stockings off. Painting my toe nails took a lot of concentration that was difficult to find as my mind seemed to be wandering back to the small bedroom.Finally I sat back and while the varnish was drying I managed to fit the knee chain. The cuffs weren't too tight but hung rather sexilly just above each knee. I checked the varnish was dry before sliding the wonderful stockings back up my legs, clipping. I hated it, in fact. Jonathan had a bit more of an idea how to interpret the pictures, but we needed someone who did this for a living.Eventually, we did decide to approach another of our classmates who was a neurochemistry and was generally trustworthy. Besides, we figured that with a vial of pheromone and my presence I could order her to forget everything, or not to talk about it. The only part that did worry me, though, was the fact that she was a woman. I counted her as a friend and I. Me “to aap logo ne sex karna kyu chod diya”Mam “vo mujhe khete the tum ab phele jaise sexy or seductive wife nahi ho fir unke bahar affair chalne lage vo mujhe bilkul pyar nahi karte the isliye humne divorce le liya, dev tumhein pata hai meine pichle 3 saal se kisi k sath sex nahi kiya”Me “ vo kaise insan the aap unhein sexy nahi lagti thi, unke andar ladies ko phechane ki samajh hi nahi hogi”Mam “ to mein tumhein sexy dikhte hun please mujhe batoo kya mein abi bhi sexy lagti hun”Me “ mam aap.