About 1 o'clock three guys entered and chatted and laughed at each other while they set about putting their equipment out. The main guy, the photograp...er, I guessed was about forty, slightly chubby with long greying hair. The other two were much younger, early twenties or so. At 10 to 2 Jean arrived dressed quite casually in jeans and a T-shirt although I could see she looked very nervous. The older guy greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and poured her a glass of champagne. I got the. Her slim thighs widened a little and he stepped back to take her body in, a low growl escaping his mouth as he noticed her smooth cunt. He smiled to himself. He liked a smooth cunt to fuck, that way he could see all of her. This is not going to be my only visit, he thought to himself. To steady herself she rested back on her ankles. She looked up at him as he stood with his legs slightly apart. He was a little different to the others, she thought. He had something about him that made her wet.. I'm not lookingat their cocks because I want to play with them or have sex with thembut because I wish I was in their shoes (literally) and that's whatturns me on about the whole thing. At least that's what I keep tellingmyself but still the guilt and the loathing and all that crap sets inalmost as soon as I cum in my panties. That just won't do. So, it wasoff to Dr. Wilson!His office was in one of those generically bland office buildings out ina suburban office park. They had me come in. She wouldn’t answer, nor could she move. She was frozen in her chair, and he went on. Did she like to be tied? Spanked? Did she dress up and role play for her man? Finally, she and her friends had had enough. One of the girls said they should leave, and got up to go. The others followed, but Sara stayed frozen until one of them reached out and took her by the arm. Sara snapped out of the momentary trance she was in and got up. Her friend held her arm firmly as she led her to the door. .