"Oh please, please, we can't do this, we really can't, I am married". My voice is thick with emotion. "Yes, so am I but I need you, I love you" Love... How could that word apply to the two of us? We are friends, good friends whose partners too are friends; it cannot be more. The arm pulls me close once again with renewed urgency and the hand pushes firmly against my weak resistance. My arousal has not and will not diminish and as a soft, wet mouth nibbles at my lips, my own mouth offers no. It was a hot summer day and I was really feeling the heat. When I knocked on her apartment door, I heard someone inside stirring and she came over and looked through the peephole. I heard her softly say “just a minute” and then the door was unlocked, and she opened it a crack to look out. She apologized and then opened the door to let me come in. She was wearing her bikini bathing suit. As I stepped inside to speak with her, I could not take my eyes off her mature, large tits and those jiggly. Devotion is...is...good thing."Rita slowly turned to face her guest as the serum capably settled intoher guest's mind, making it far more susceptible to suggestion. "I thinkwe should test that devotion to my words. You will answer my questionstruthfully now. No matter how personal. The answers will flow forth fromyour mouth like water from a spout. There will be no hesitation.Understood?" Yes."When Rita returned to her seat, Shelley was staring forward, and at noone in particular. It was clear. Dont you feel that we are always naked!We pretend to be civilized,but to the core we break them fully.It is natural because it is reality.Civilized look is just a show.That is a true ACT , don’t you see?Your lust towards me is justified as you are a virgin, my lust is justified as you are a boytoy.There is no one to stop us here right now. You can break all your barriers now and can jump on me as I agreed for this and vice versa.But,what is the thing that stopping us,from the reality of the act.