I'm totally content. We make a great team."I smiled thankfully. "Do I need to spill this soup on you to prove it?"Lynn gave me a calculating dom look...."You're a bad girl for just thinking that!"The conversation moved on to my day, my interviews, which always seemed to interest her. But I knew that wheels were turning in both our minds as we considered what might happen later in the evening. * Yes, I admit it. I have a secret kinky side that opens up to butch women. I think that was part of my. Sexual humiliation has become something I am rather good at taking and being used has taken over any of my previous sexual preferences.Finding the men is easy enough, especially when I tell them that I don't care who they are - something that seems mutual to most men nowadays. I don't think I've even asked their names the past few times. Thankfully, they don't mind that.Sometimes there are handsome ones who come along who seem nice enough but I prefer to blindfold them beforehand. Truth be. The Mets were playing the Cubs that weekend so we hurried to a nearby ticket outlet. Saturday’s game was sold out but we managed to get good though expensive seats to the Sunday afternoon game. We still had the evening in front of us. We walked to the park, I led her onto a hansom cab and we kissed often as we took it all in. We confessed to each other that we had not had the time to take in the sights. We also admitted that we had not felt much like doing so by ourselves. ‘That’s why I hired. It was probably more so because of me, and our twenty plus years age difference. Soon it was late August and she had to head back to school. So alas, we went our separate ways. But at least she gave me plenty of fantasy material to get by with.Now look what you did…writing this has gotten me hard…precum included. So maybe I can sneak in a session before you get home. Watch me as I rub my cock. As I stroke it up and down, ever so teasingly. So slowwwww. Fuck it all. I want to cum now, and I’m.