I turn, slowly and methodically towards her and walk up behind her. My hands reach for her hips as my head moves over her freckled left shoulder. She ...ets out a short gasp when the calloused hand, cold from the chill of night, grasps her hip.My right-hand shuts the door as I whisper, "Tonight you are mine. You do as I say when I say, do you understand?" Yes," she practically gushes out as I nibble her earlobe.She tries to press into me, craving physical intimacy, I move away. I see her. “All right, let me call over there. You do want it now, correct?”“Yes, right now.”Ms. Perkins seemed to not be surprised or even worried at the idea of evacuating the entire town as she called the fire station. “Jake? Bethany. We got us a situation. Set off the big alarm for general round up. Yes, on my authority. Jake, then you text your wife a 911 and make sure she comes in with all the kids and your sister ... Sure, I’ll see you in the park in five.” She hung up, pulled open a drawer,. I had no complaints in that department at all. When Ty’s house was finished, he decided to throw a party and invited us to attend. Heather reverted back to type and donned her sexiest red dress, curled her long, dark hair and spent over an hour putting on makeup. The result was absolutely stunning. She was easily the sexiest woman in the room. I teased her after we arrived that every man in the room was going to hit on her. ‘They can hit on me all they want. You’re the one I’m going home with,’. What could I do? I had to reciprocate, even though I was terrified of being outed. No one, not even my wife knew of my little hobby. I had managed to keep it hidden from her in spite of a few close calls. So we agreed to meet. I was so anxious, so nervous. What if he was setting me up to be mugged? To be blackmailed? To be gang ****d. I’d never hooked up with a total stranger of either sex, let alone a man who I might have sex with if I didn’t lose my nerve. Then there was another issue. What.