Instead, she found herself experimenting with Seb, imagining him to be the old woman, & almost role playing the submissive surrender of her body. Seb,...completely ignorant of Vanessa’s inner feelings, was only too happy to move their relationship in this perfectly enjoyable direction for him, a teenage sexual novice. He’d started to tire of Vanessa’s ice-queen, spoiled persona & this, more ‘available’ disposition, briefly revived the flames of their ultimately doomed relationship.As the weeks. Did she forget her towel again? “Yasmin, is that you?” I call out.“Yeah, can you come in for a second?” she asks.I open the door and walk in to see her completely naked in the tub taking a bath. Her breasts are covered with foam from the soap and her skin is exceptionally shiny from the water. Her curled up hair is tied up and she’s wading in the water playfully. Now I’m going crazy. It’s been three weeks since our sexual encounter last time and things have been awkward since then. Not in. Already turning to go.She carried on walking slowly, showing his company was welcome on this level and not much more. But then her head told her to say something. “Come down here with me”. She took his warm hand and led him down one of the many dark, and secluded, alleyways.She stopped and put her back to the wall. “On your knees” she commanded, in a firm but quiet voice. “I’m sorry, what?” He began to speak, but she cut him short. “Do exactly as I say”, she retorted firmly. He lowered himself. I was in no doubt it would be made up at a later date if we continued to see each other. I slid from underneath her curvaceous frame and decided to make a move downstairs for a coffee. I retraced my steps down the large oak, winding staircase. In the heat of the moment last evening I had no time in which to admire the decadence and finish of this palace, it really was a stunning house. After opening a couple of doors I found my way through to large kitchen, beautifully modern and light with.