She left her gym bag in the girl's roomand I stole her jock?" Really?" Renee asked, her curiosity up."Yes really. And she let me keep it!" No way!" Th... though had Renee feeling all gooey in boys underwear."Yes way! replied before boasting, She's really nice and she even offeredto do a makeover on me" You mean make you all butchy?" Renee asked with more than a hint ofsurprise in her voice. Butches werent always too friendly toward femmes."Exactly!" Angie replied quite proud of herself. Renees. Folks call me Pete. I'm 47 years old.Every meeting we're told to keep our resume's in order as "life is a bitch" and "only results count". And, like every ass wipe I've ever worked for, the "results" he wants are 10% higher than we've EVER done, even in good times. The ass hole is just trying to KEEP HIS JOB at our expense.Okay. Enough of that rant. So, now you understand my desperation and why I did what I did.About 5 years ago I met and married my second wife after my first wife died and she. ‘Miss?…’ I put away the watch. ‘Did you still want that drink?’ You stand there, unable to move. ‘Miss?’ I smile inwardly. Just to see how far you’ve gone under, I command you to, ‘raise your left arm’. Your left arm lifts above your head. ‘Walk to the living room and sit on the sofa’. Hypnotically, you make your way to the living room sofa and sit down. ‘When I snap my fingers, you will wake up, unbelievably horny, looking for a cock, any cock, to suck and fuck.’ In your hypnotic state, you. She leant forward, placing her hands on my chest and started to slowly glide up and down, her ass moving slowly up and down. I placed my hands on her lap and closed my eyes, her pussy was so tight, it was all I could do to stop from cumming. Dana gently bounced on my lap, her hand still gripping my chest. I reached up to cup her breasts, squeezing them as she bounced. I looked up at her, her eyes were closed with concentration. She was close to the brink just as I was. I told her to climb.