She stepped in through the door and stopped short. It wasn't the sight thathad caused her to pause, but the sensation. More than a hundred minds, buzz...ngwith emotion and need, sent out a wall of thoughts that even a weak telepathwould be deafened by. Strong emotions caused strong thoughts, and lust wasdefinitely a strong emotion. Words and images assailed her too rapidly andtoo many to be able to pick out a single mind in the mass. She let the sensationswash over her, until her mind got used to. Took ashower, did my face and hair, got dressed for work (a wine colored dresswith gold double breasted buttons) grabbed my heels and purse as I headedto the kitchen. With my coffee in hand, I went out my door and got in mycar to drive around for 15 minutes then back to my "office". That nightI repeated the same thing only in reverse coming home. Thursday, was thesame only I dressed down in a denim skirt to support sexual assaultawareness month. Friday, I was in male mode all day, my. Since the end of grade school I had been good friends with Anthony, Rob, Jack and Tom.I would follow them to hell and back, without question; if they wanted to go there.Which made us, often sharing; detention classes together.We as a group were probably best known as, the schools ratbags.Fast forward now, to a year after; school was over.It was now the day before Anthony’s big wedding day and his last night of being a bachelor.So it was decided, that we would hit the town.Joining our motley. My hard-on was ragging in anticipation and I hurried to be done.I walked into our bedroom to see my wife lying on the bed, naked and wearing a harness around her waist with our new toy sticking obscenely out the front. I guessed she bought more than just Anal Lube. She swung her legs around to the floor and then spread them wide. She began to jack herself off and I could tell she was enjoying this new role."You're going to be my bitch tonight, come over here, and suck my cock."When I said yes.