When I heard that, I actually felt a little saddened to learn that he was married, but why? " I'm 18, he's like 70" is what I kept telling myself but ...n the end, I guess age and marriage didn't matter.He mentioned that they were running a good movie inside and that I should check it out. I said, "ok" then he gave me a smile and wandered back down the aisle to where the magazines were.I couldn't help but to stare as he walked away.So a little while later, I stepped into theater and noticed that. The smell is intoxicating and fills my senses. I smile and reach to turn on the lights. “No," you whisper, startling me as you stay my hand. You start to kiss a trail from my neck to my mouth as you turn me to face you, playing over my shoulders and back. “What’s this for?” I ask you in surprise. Without missing a beat of your seductive onslaught, you smile and reclaim my mouth. You nibble at my lips, teasing me with your tongue inviting me in. I respond by kissing you deeper. “I’ve been. I open the bedroom door and head towards the living room. I pause outside the door, listening out for your quickening breath. I smile and enter the room. You're on the floor naked, beside the sofa, hands on your knees face up, looking at the floor. "Look at me." I demand, you hesitantly look up. Your eyes go wide, your cock springs to attention. My new red leather corset and stockings are having the desired effect I hoped for. "Like what you see pet?"You gulp. "Yes Mistress" I smile. I make my. Doug was a former college linebacker; at six feet four inches and too many muscles he towered above Julie who barely cracked five three. Doug struck some people as trying a little too hard to maintain his macho, college-boy bona fides. Most of us thought Julie was the one in the family with the brains. Some of us also thought she was the one with the balls. With my crush destined to be just another candidate for my closet of broken dreams, I settled for friendship. Julie and I scheduled lunch.