On the bus back to the office I had to work hard to block out wild thoughts about being tied semi naked to the wall while James fucked my brains out. ...ames was a professional colleague that I wanted to write with, not fuck. Now you know about the setting I should tell you something about the man. Early 40s, blue eyes, great hair, cute nose, well dressed (wow a man that can co-ordinate), funny, a confirmed single with, it appears, a rather keen interest in slightly left of centre sex. What was. Susan nodded, and they quietly left the room and picked their way through the throng in the main living room, and up the stairs. The first two rooms were occupied, but the third was empty, and the guy throwing the party had thoughtfully put a huge bath towel on the bed. It was an invitation.The mood had changed, at least for Susan. The intensity of the passion had evaporated during the search, but the feeling of affection remained. She had loved this man who had taken her virginity when a. Black, of course, with a red lace running throughout. The bra perking up her 36DD breasts, the lace expertly designed to cover her pink nipples, hard with anticipation for the night ahead. The panties cut across her plump bum cheeks showing off the roundness, she’d done that on purpose he had a weakness for a nice bum.Slipping a fitted black dress over her curvy frame she smiled at her reflection. She wasn’t often happy with her appearance, especially since birthing a child, but today she was. You gulped as the thought stuck in your mind. The fact this could actually happen was utterly insane. It was just last night that a late masturbation session led you to finding this site which promised the ability to take control of anyone else's mind through sheer force of will, paired with the use of their app. As unbelievable as it was, you had to try it out. There was only one woman you could have wanted to use it on first, as messed up as it was, and that was your best friend's wife.