I felt Jo moving with me and putting both arms around my neck, pulled my lips to hers and started kissing me. Her lips had a taste and smoothness that...beckoned me to open my lips and let my tongue merge with hers. I felt a shock wash over my entire body and I moaned as she held me tighter. Arching her hips she rubbed that hot pink pussy up and down on my erection causing me to go into spasms of anticipation. Her mouth was warm and wet. She was inviting my tongue deeper into her being with her. When I opened the door, I was a little shocked. It was small inside, mostly free weights, a few weight machines, and a few each of treadmills and ellipticals. The were only men inside there, nobody my age, so it felt a little awkward. I noticed I was still standing in the door way, with the door open. I was about to turn around when a man asked how I was doing. I looked over to the counter, and saw someone you would not expect to own a gym. He was older, obviously used weights, but he. Seven-thirty on the dot, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it. James was about my height, with a slight paunch around the middle. I guess they call that middle age spread. He seemed fit until you saw him walk. He walked flat footed; there was no spring in his step. I hadn't really noticed that the other night and I wondered if I was going to have to resort to fists before the evening was over."Mr. Hughes, I understand that you have something to say to me face to face." Yes, I do,. I was still very hungry and she held me for a while. And told me to massage her legs. That was the day she took everything from me the freedom, the control. I think, she innovated herself as a strong woman and thought to be the real mistress and assumed me as her puppy.The next day morning, she bathed and came out with a single very short towel. It was covering half her breasts and was above thighs. She was never like that out from the bath. She was teasing me to take control I felt. But I am.