Lots of men are never happy unless they’re doing it with someone they shouldn’t be with.“Don’t take the blame for any of it. Some men just don...��t have it in them to truly love ... anyone.” Abby smiled but it was a wry smile. Something I said applied to Daniel and apparently provided insight she’d missed for however many years they’d been together.She cocked her head to the side, which, for reasons completely unknown to me, caused me to watch her nipples bounce ever so slightly. It occurred to me. Instead of my old dresser, a taller one which looked more feminine was in it's place, with a mirror and some makeup sitting on top. The posters on the wall were missing, and the paint on the walls was a slightly different shade of white. Almost more of a cream colored now. My eyes wandered to my bed, and I saw that the covers weren't any that I really recognized, and definitely looked like they'd belong on a girl's bed. There were other things as well. Lots of small things, which I absently. I started training my mind, on how she should obey me in every possible way, and become my slut. I love women wearing sexy low waist sarees. I imagined a MILF between 28-38 years old wearing an extremely low-waist saree, and standing before me exposing her navel.It was easier for me to believe in the scene that I imagined as I had a few sexual experiences with women in a saree. A week after training my mind every day for what I wanted, randomly a woman messaged me on hangouts. She said that she. “I want you to relax. Trust me. You will enjoy this more than anything else you have ever experienced. … Or you will endure it and never fantasize about anything ever again.” He whispered in my ear as his hands moved smoothly up my arms. “I only want to make your dreams come true.”The scent of him filled me with longing. There was something a****listic about it and I realized that while I was shivering, he had been sweating and the smell of his clean sweat was intoxicating. The warmth of.