Because what was happening to me appeared surreal to say the least, I felt that I could accede to her demands without suffering the wrath of my darlin... wife.My surroundings were blurred, my own body was not apparent to me, all I could make out in sharp focus was the woman. Compared to my height of six-one this lady stood only two inches less; If her heels were the four inches of Rosie's then at five-eight was still tall for a woman.Other than such as bra and panties I have no idea of the terms. I thought you were just trying to make me jealous!” She smiles at you again. “The guy I’m fucking is a semi professional kick boxer. If you don’t get your tongue out and start licking my pussy in the next thirty seconds, I’ll call him up and he’ll come over and make you lick my pussy. You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep and from now on, you do as I say. You don’t want him to beat you up do you?” You look at her terrified, you have no choice but to do as she says. You start licking her. For a moment, he thought of turning and bolting, but he knew he would not do that. Not without finding out what was wrong with the child who had made those muffled sounds. Already, two possibilities were playing in his mind, and he liked none of them. In fact, they scared the evil spirits out of him! Nevertheless, he began to move very slowly towards the sound. His heart was beating very fast, his body bent low as he moved. Then another sound stopped him dead in his tracks. It was a man’s. With words.’ I had to smile at this one. She was the one person in my life that honed in on my right-brained tendencies and was uniquely able to get me to talk and describe what was in my head better than anyone ever had. ‘What is this? An assignment for Creative Writing 101?’ She brightened. ‘Yes it is. A change of roles for the moment. I am the teacher, you are the student. You are to write me a story, no more than 250 words, of your favorite fantasy. Even one you haven’t thought of yet would.