What is she cooking up? Certainly nothing I could tell my wife about, that is for sure. Well, I hope not anyway.Click click click. Slowly and delib...rately she moves back towards me. I can sense the tease in her pace; visualize that mini skirt creasing as she catwalks towards her blinded prey. My mental camera angle swoops up and around, hovering a few feet behind the back of her head and giving me a gorgeous view of that ass as it makes taut reflections across the latex of the skirt.Slow. "Good, now take your make-up off and get into bed, you've got a long dayahead of you tomorrow."As I lay in bed conflicting emotions and thoughts raced through my mind.I'd decided to cooperate to a certain extent, but only to stop themhurting me or was that the real reason, was I secretly enjoying this? Idecided that the next day I wouldn't be so compliant; I'd test them tosee far I could push them.I awoke the next morning full of steely resolve but also with sometrepidation, I really didn't. Her tongue was completly in my mouth she was fighting with tongue she was wild in kissing like animal have kissed many of them but this was the best in my life, after 10 mins she broke the kiss and said please dont think bad I couldnt control myself after my husband you are the only person came to my house and know my secret, my husband dont know how to satisfy me, I want to have sex badly please help and satisfy me she caught my hand and guided me to her bedroom,I could control myself a. So lost in the images I don’t even realize that my hand in buried deep inside me until I start cumming hard. Oh how I wish my phone would ring! I have his number, maybe I should contact him instead of waiting on him to call me. So many times I pick up the phone and put it down. If he really is a Dom then my calling him may be frowned upon. I’ve done so much reading about the Dom/sub lifestyle since learning this may be what he’s referring to, how complex it can be. The more I read the more I.