It wasn’t that I didn’t love him – I did, and always had. Even though his fantasies had taken me by surprise. But the truth was, I couldn’t do...the things he wanted. Not on my own, anyway, because, – and Jason really didn’t have any idea about this – because I had submissive feelings of my own. There was no way I could be the dominant one in our relationship. For some reason, I’d felt ashamed and embarrassed to share these feelings with Jason. I just didn’t have his courage.Not any more though.. We were all terrible singers, but the skits gave us the opportunity to poke fun at the club members without getting into trouble. I actually had an idea of a skit that would poke fun at Dave, it was a huge success and everybody laughed at Dave causing him to point at me and say, ‘What goes around, comes around pledge John, don’t forget that.’ Every two weeks I met with Dave to review my progress. At one meeting he assigned me as a tutor to help another pledge who was having a difficult time in. But first I'll roll some sexy thigh-high stockings op my legs. Nice and sheer so my pretty painted toes will show nicely in my red open toe 3 1/2" pumps. I stepped into a gaff and after tucking my cock between my legs and my balls up in their sockets; I pulled it snug and covered it with red lace panties, creating a nice smooth crotch line. I slipped into the gorgeous new red mini-dress my wife had given me. I remember laughing at her warning that I would look good enough to fuck in it. Oh,. Running a finger down my nose lightly, he again pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I met his kiss with a passion I didn’t know I had. I wrapped my arms around him and held on. Our tongues slid together easily, and the kiss we shared seemed to last forever. He released me, and his hand found the buttons on my blouse. His eyes never left mine as he deftly unhooked my front-clasp bra, freeing my breasts to his tender touch. With one hand stroking my hair, he slipped a hand around my right.