” I am confused, you’ve been giving me mixed signals for the last few minutes. I decide to go for broke. I explain, “Fine, I will leave but, I...will tell everyone what we did and did not do here tonight. I will tell everyone that I spent the night and fucked the hell out of you, however, you can ask me to stay and what we do will stay between us.” I watch you think it over. You take my hand and help me stand. You kiss me again. You state, “You better be fucking good,” as you lead me to. ”He shook my hand and mumbled something which I didn’t understand. “You’re the guy who got out after twenty years?” he asked.“Yeah, how long were you in for?” I asked.“I did eight, but I didn’t do it,” he said.“Well, we are not about guilt or innocence here, we are about helping each other come home. I mean really come home. The bus ride didn’t really do it.” I said.He just nodded and moved to the coffee pot. He come in and sat down. He was the only one who showed up, but he was a start. We. But the stranger made me a light signal with his head and he moved from Victor’s side…I followed him upstairs. I did not know why I was following that bastard, but then I felt my cunt was begging me another dose of hard dick…He entered a bedroom and I walked in after him. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at me; probably trying to imagine what I looked like naked before I showed him…I just giggled and lifted the black dress over my head and I could hear the low exhale of his breath,. With the last part, I had turned into my girlfriend’s complete slave and was looking forward with fear about what she wanted next.It was deeply erotic and deeply fearful. She had become some sort of a maniac who couldn’t be trusted. Despite so much humiliation, my desire to do everything to please her only grew in monstrous proportions!In this story, things take an exciting turn and for the first time in many weeks, I get to see my girlfriend’s softer side. If only for a day when mistress.