We said hello to each other and said nice things about each other’s clothes.She asked me about Dan and I told her that he couldn’t make it. I thin... she was a little disappointed. I guess despite all her elegance and poise, Melissa wasn’t immune to Dan’s charms. She took my jacket and hung it on a wooden coat stand that stood next to the door. I did a quick check that my blouse hadn’t wrinkled up – which it hadn’t – and Little Miss Normal was ready.Melissa led me through into a formal looking. I was already looking at her tits, could this be some sort of evil plan? Probably not. I said ok and she reached for the blanket and slowly pulled it back. I was fully hard after all this and she exposed my dick standing right up. She smiled and told me she liked it and it was everything she had thought about too."What? " I asked. "You have thought about me too?" Sure I have. Do you mind if I touch it?" She was staring at it. I told her she could but she owed me touching her tits as she had. When the reddened phallus popped out of her mouth, a final squirt of semen hit her mouth. Wendy screamed gutturally when an orgasm rolled through her body. The act of giving a blowjob always seemed to make her come. Her body twitched and a creamy mixture of saliva and semen spilled from her trembling lips. She collapsed on her Master’s legs, breathing heavily and occasionally shuddering as the last of her orgasm escaped. “That was beautiful, but I’m not through with you yet, slave.” Phil. I found something in my now-not-so-loose jeans stirring, and evidently so did Charlie.The rest of the car ride was... interesting.***When I got home late that evening, I looked at myself in the mirror. I was really good-looking. If the tradeoff was some conversational ability, absolutely no problem. I let another drop fall into my mouth, and watched the results.My muscles deepened in form and sculpture. I could now flex and see muscles move on my body. I found tight Umbros in one of my drawers.