I love the smell and feel of them, especially his, so I just sit there, rubbing those sexy things and yearning to mount him. My eyes land on the couch...in the room."Let's have sex there," I point, trying out my aggressive side. "I want to ride you," I grin. His fingers are on my nipples as he glances at the couch. With his shirt still on, he walks to the couch, which is only a short distance away.I straddle him and help him get his shirt off before lowering my mouth to quickly place it on his. I told him NO! I do not like the idea of anyone r@p(ng me period. But as I sent the email I thought about a fantasy I had been having... I told him I did I guess have a fantasy maybe about being helpless but I would NEVER do it with anyone so don't get your hopes up. 'Master' asked what fantasy I had. So I told him the last customer (a regular) I was with got up out of bed after fucking my ass and he had one of the bigger dicks of any of my regulars and I thought it would be sexy if he came out. " I don't know when I'll have time. These partners meetings keep me hopping." Maybe next year's conference will come at a more convenient time for you." He kissed her again. "I'll call you on Thursday before boarding my flight so you'll know what time to expect me. I left a copy of my itinerary on the kitchen table. I think it's scheduled to get in at six in the evening." Then, I'll come here straight from work."He caressed her cheek. "I will miss seeing your pretty face in the morning."She. Lena’s response had been to slam the phone down and rant at Eve and Trixie for an hour but I persuaded her to call him back and tell him she would get the abortion and a few days after that she called again to tell him it had been done. As I had predicted the bastard still wanted the divorce: He was just trying to save himself maintenance. Lena’s divorce lawyer received tapes and transcripts of the conversations the next morning and a judge had granted an order freezing all Bod’s assets before.