He was probably in his mid-30's, well dressed in business attire matching that of the three men he was chatting with. The well-proportioned man towere... over my six-foot stature and dwarfed my little wife. His size compelled me to cower in the background as Lynda boldly said, "I'm so sorry, Sir, but my feet just seem to have a mind of their own," motioning toward her anklet as she spoke."That's quite all right, little lady. No problem," he responded as he turned back to continue his. And then also licked his jacket clean. Pulled up my jogging pants and said, "I made breakfast for us. We can use the protein after last night.", and I put the coffee and egg sandwich with bacon on the table. Poured the orange juice into two glasses. We ate and drank something and discussed the horny sex of that night. We both came to the conclusion that this would not be the last time, but that we had to be careful about our parents. After all, neither of us have had our coming-out yet. And we. I dropped my bags and started fumble through my purse for my keys, but before I could get them out I was slammed against my door from behind and held there. "Mmmmm fancy running into you here slut." Richard whispered into my ear before tracing the tip of his tongue along the side of my neck. I shuddered at his touch and struggled to get away, but he was too strong for me. I just whimpered and lowered my head as I felt Richard's hands reach around my body and grope my tits roughly. "You know how. She was a power forward, and at six feet and one inch tall, and weighing one hundred and fifty-five pounds, she was fit, athletic, and physically imposing, in addition to having, for a female athlete, unusually large, D-cup, breasts. She’s also pretty, in a slightly masculine way, and in the face looks a lot like the fitness guru, Jillian Michaels, which is why I’m calling her Jillian in this story.I’ve always been attracted to strong, dominant women, like the actress, Jennifer Garner, playing.