I met her at a ... uh ... charity auction. I bought her.aroslav: That sounds a little kinky even for this story.JACK: One of the fraternities held a c...arity auction. I don't even remember what it was supposed to support. They rounded up a lot of women, though, and guys on campus bid for the opportunity to take them on a date. There were hard and fast rules about acceptable behavior on the date, and even a list of acceptable activities. For some reason, she was auctioned late in the program and. Each afternoon Jack would leave to go home to get ready to go to the bar to work as a bouncer. Jack never really talked about his night job and none of us asked him about it. I started to get used to having this man around and so had Michelle. Around two months into our relationship after a lunch roll in the hayloft I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him with fire and passion on my lips. I broke our kiss as I stared into his lovely eyes.Those eyes so lovely and bright they have grown. .”“Ok, so here it is. Guys say they want a woman to love to suck their cock,” (this is how she really spoke about it—cock) “but when a woman asks for it, they think shes a whore, and that’s not to mention cum.” She didn’t pause when the waiter came with our drinks. She even ordered and continued to talk about it all.“You guys love the idea, the idea, of a woman that just wants to drink your cum, but when it actually happens its like you guys are scared or something.”“Hell no. I think its. As he stood in the corner, half naked and trembling, he considered her demeanour and compared it to his own when he started out. She was confident and assured and he had been quite nervous. She was also in full control. It had taken him a long time to feel in control. He wondered just how many men she had had standing in a corner like him waiting for their punishment. The wait seemed endless. He could hear her typing away at the keyboard. He wanted to turn around and catch her attention but he.