) Once I had confessed this to her she began to take controlover me by making me promise to do things when she had mecompletely bound down and helple...s. Every day she would make me wear a different feminine item,one day a bra, the next a pair of panties, the next nylons, ect.Slowly she began to double up on them until one day about threeweeks later she told me that she never wanted to see me withouta bra and panties. Four days later she added nylons to the list and it didn'ttake but a week. He inhaled sharply and she met his eyes to find surprise and uncertainty fighting with desire. She grinned, nipping at his neck. ‘Eve -‘ he said weakly. She pushed his shirt open, her fingers dipping eagerly into the ridges and planes of his chest and stomach. ‘I need you,’ she whispered against his lips. ‘Here?’ he said in a quavering voice. ‘Yes,’ she breathed, undoing his jeans. His head fell back as her hands slid into his boxers, pleased to find him hard and ready. ‘God,’ he groaned. I indeed knew that a big way that Lena made me love her so much was because of her lips on my pussy, so it was no surprise I felt the way I did from giving and receiving. She certainly had plenty of oral sex experience too, so I knew she felt the same way.'I certainly hope you're feeling the feelings I'm feeling at the moment, Lena, otherwise, you're just a total bitch, and you make me no better. So, you better be loving your soon-to-be step-mom and guaranteeing her you'll love her dearly.'"Oh,. I can tell."Meghan's heart was now beating quite quickly, and not with arousal. She felt the situation starting to slip out of her control. She needed to bring it back into her control and quickly. "I'm a married woman, Sylvia," she told her. "I'm sorry if you mistook my friendship for something else. If I did anything to encourage that, it was unintentional."Sylvia looked at her as if she were insane. "You're kidding, right?" No," Meghan said firmly. "I'm not kidding. I'm going to go home now..