So I sought out a dominant woman to make my wife.And boy did I get lucky - my wife is an incredible woman. To start with, she is incredibly attractive...– shoulder-length auburn hair, a pin-up pretty face, and a 36D-24-34 figure which she keeps ultra-toned at the gym, with yoga, swimming, cycling and kick-boxing. Her voluptuous breasts never seem to shrink, no matter how hard she works out, and she has a wonderfully peach-shaped arse atop her long, shapely legs. She is also incredibly. “Sometimes . . .” she said softly as she continued to slowly walk towards where I stood, “…sometimes, I get desperate.” She unfastened the top snap of her jeans as she stopped right in front of me. “Ever feel that way?” she asked, looking up at me. “Yes,” I replied. “Please tell me you’re not gay,” she whispered, as she slipped her hand into the front of her pants. “No,” I replied, “I am not gay.” She unzipped her jeans and then stepped up even closer to where I stood. She slipped her hand. She opened the door fully and i walked in squeezing past her. "It's in kitchen she said"' pointing down the hall.She was wearing a housecoat and looked as though she'd just got up out of Bed. "I'll be back in a minute" she said, and with that went upstairs. I watched her walk , and my eyes slowly followed from her feet, up to her bottom, which was only just being covered by her Robe. I made my way to the Kitchen and started to strip the boiler. After a few mins, I'd found the problem, and got. I moved in with Jo in the flat her parents had bought for her when she went to college. From that day Jo has been a mother/sister/lover and has looked after me. ‘So you see,’ I said, ‘why she reacted as she did. Also she had this relationship with an older man, Steve his name was, and he let her down rather badly. I don’t know the whole story but they finished and she’s still very cut up about it.’ ‘She’s a very beautiful woman,’ he said smiling, ‘although she goes out of her way to hide it.’.