Did I answer the door? Why am I still on the couch?Where are my clothes?I hear noise from my phone and I pick it up, and Girlfriend is talking to me. ...Have fun whore?" she says in her commanding voice."What?... I don't... What's going on?" I stammer, confused."How do you feel, whore?" She asks me."I.. I feel fine I think... I have a little bit of a headache, and I'm not sure what's going on" I manage to say."Your programming is going VERY well" she says into my ear, her voice dripping with. My black nylon stockings were making a swishing sound as my thighs rubbed together during my ascent of the stairs. As we reached the first landing I could see his face behind me in the mirrored wall of the landing. By the second landing I was so horny I could have pounced on his cock there and then. As we reached my door I gave my escort a gentle peck on the cheek, deliberately leaving my cheek against his longer than necessary."Would you like to come in?" I invited."For a coffee?" he. ” To which Sanskriti responded that the bitch has no timing. I glared at her and went to open my door. There she was, my curvy goddess in her red dress showing an ample amount of cleavage.The dress was a bodysuit that completely hugged her body. Her ass seemed to tear the entire dress down. Her dress had a zipper at the back which could undo the entire thing at once. I got mesmerized at her sex appeal. I got lost in her cleavage between those giant balls which I was gonna play with, later that. And Joyce knew it was coming. She didn’t freak out, did she? She didn’t cry?”“No, she didn’t.”“And what did I do? I found Gene. He’s a really nice guy, he’s someone I want to spend a lot of time with, and he cares deeply for me. I don’t know if he’s the right guy for me long-term, but he is exactly what I need right now. Maybe he is the one, maybe he isn’t. It’s the same with Kathy and Kurt, though I think those two may actually be the real thing. For her, all you had to do was show her what it.