.." I began, "Walk around here in front of me."She walked around in front of me, about a foot away. I sat up on the edge of the recliner, putting my h...nds on her hips and running them up and down the outside of her thighs, reaching around and lightly groping her ass."I've never even tested you out yet." I said, "Let's see how you do on your own."I unzipped my pants pulled out my semi-erect cock and leaned back against the back cushion of the recliner.Flower silently dropped to her knees, one. ” “We met last week.” The penny wasn’t dropping. I don’t know what planet I was on. “Sorry.” “Um. We met at the shop. The shop on Surrey Street?” “Ooooh,” I said at last. “That shop.” “Yes.” “That Graham.” “Yes.” I had only given my phone number to middle aged man, so this was clearly not shop assistant. “How are you?” I asked. “Fine, thank you. And you?” “Very well,” I replied. “Thanks.” There was a pregnant pause. “I was wondering,” he went on, “I was wondering if we could maybe… get together. Mandy nowfrightened me, and she almost lectured me about how to treat Cathy --and all women -- with respect. "You have to change your ways, David. Youare far from the perfect husband." Normally I wouldn't have taken that,but I just sat and listened. Again, her words kind of burned in my soul.I realized if I didn't treat Cathy, and all women, better, I'd have toanswer to Mandy. Jake was radiant. He wore white shorts that hugged isnow round ass, and I could see his panty lines through them. His. That night I was transfixed by her, her attire played into every single fantasy I had had as a teen struggling to understand both my attraction to girls and my submissive side. All night I struggled to take my eyes off her.Suddenly it seemed my mind was taken over and I wanted nothing more than to taste her plump lips and to feel her perfect breasts in my hands, not to mention the thoughts her outfit was conjuring. I escaped to change the music, it seemed we were stuck on a spooky sounds track.