My lovely wife couldn’t take her eyes off him as she watched him for a good few minutes. She is a sucker for young tight bodies but never for someon... as young as Alex. His shorts were damp from sweat as they clung tightly against his ass. I could see my wife drooling over him as he continued to cut the lawn. I said to her, “I bet you'd like to fuck him? Wouldn’t you?” “You are crazy! I could be his mother for goodness sakes,” my wife said back. I began to push her into wanting to admit that. I guess the authors have fun imagining they are documenting what their exploits would be if they had a mind control power. That’s not really my style, but to each their own.The most recent update to this story was a downer but much expected. The main character was not careful to cover his tracks and finally got caught. All his toys were deprogrammed, and he ended up running from the cops. This was not an unusual ending to one of these stories… well it wasn’t until the author made another short. "Oh my god," I moaned in ecstasy, slipping my blindfold up. "I just got bred like a bitch." I felt filthy and used. I reached back between my legs and felt my tender hole. I could feel his warm cream dripping out of me. Fuck, how much had he cum? I didn't want to lose it, so I crawled into the bedroom to the box where my wife kept her dirty toys and found the giant glass butt plug. I'd gotten it for her for Valentine's day, but it had been way too large for her and she wasn't that into anal. I think you are an intelligent, attractive, and sexually appealing lady. A lady a lot of men would like to get into your panties and make love to. It’s just that if I did that now, it would bother and affect me in the relationship I have with this lady. I hope you can understand that.”It seemed like she understood what Paul was saying but was reluctant to accept it. She turned and walked away shaking her hips more than normal in an attempt to show Paul what he was going to be missing.Paul.