He was trying to recognize me, his competition, wondering what weaknesses I had. I had covered everything. He was trapped. I loved him, really I did, ...ut the feeling of having him helpless, of having him trapped and willing to do anything I desired, seemed to override everything else. The power I had over him was intoxicating.I had to end this discussion; my date would not wait long for me if I was late. I kissed him on the forehead, funny how I couldn't remember the last time we had kissed on. I had proposed to my wife earlier that night in the garage that because I had once again made a semi-large purchase without talking it over with her first, I was in need of some… discipline. This time, I suggested, I had gone too far and may need some extra stimulation to learn my lesson. When she asked what measures should be taken to ensure I get the point, I played on her choice of words. I think you should point the purple toy at my ass, honey. I held my breath as soon as the words left my. ‘I want to put on a pair of jeans and go to a fucking rodeo!’ Tyra reached to feel her friend’s forehead. ‘Honey… that place really messed you up. I’ll pick you up at 8. We’ll go out for a little something, then hit the spa, and do all the girly things we do. Get a good night’s sleep, and after tomorrow you’ll feel like a brand new woman. You watch. You’ll forget all about whatshisname.’ Lacey reached up with her hands and ran them down the length of her face before pressing them together. So off I went into bathroom to quickly shower, do my makeup and nails, get into my sexy lingerie, fishnets', panties, heels, very revealing red micro-dress and long brunette hair and secretary specs.I must say I looked rather cock hungry and was very horny by now , so we rendezvoused in his mock office with desk .He was in trousers, shirt and tie looking very formal indeed sat there , so I sat on corner of his desk for interview to commence.I was sat there cross legged showing off my stocking.