" Danny," Lisa whispered with tears running down her face. "I don't want a divorce."I studied her and clench my jaw in an attempt to say calm."And I d...dn't want to catch my wife fucking her ex-boyfriend at her sister's wedding reception!" I spat.I guess I didn't hide my anger well."We don't need that kind of language, Daniel," the dragon stated in a condescending voice, making my skin crawl."This isn't your home, Marge," I growled, "and you're welcome to leave anytime you want."I could see her. Sophie, a co-worker who took a liking in me mostly because I gave her more credit than others in the office, had been insisting on having a drink with me. She was smart and unapologetic about her dislike of others at work which made her interesting to me. Unfortunately for her she had rather plain facial features with smallish eyes and a somewhat big nose that took attention away from her nice full lips. I say unfortunately because she had what turned out to be an incredible body, with smallish. “Spank her ass first, she loves that. You do want that don’t you Evie sweetheart?” “Yes Mistress. I do.” I roughly grasp Evie and push her onto her knees before giving her time to think my outstretched hand crashes against her pert derriere. She gasps and takes a sharp inward breath. I quickly repeat my action, and then again. Her wimpers are half pain and half pleasure. A couple more blows and my hand mark is imprinted on her flesh and it gains a ruby red hue. “Enough. Fuck her. Fuck her. Even when I was dating girls in high school , Donna (my sister) would suggest that she jerk me off before I went on a date so that I wasn't horny and wasn't just trying to get laid so I would think about getting to know these girls I dated. It was a great idea! Before I went out I would let Donna know and wait for her to go to the bathroom . I would than follow her in and stand in front of the toilet or sink and pull my pants down. She would squirt oil in her hand and just play with it until.