After close to a year of this behavior in a walmart restroom I found a middle aged man gazing at my cock as I shoot my stream. I couldnt believe it fi...ally I thought so without a second thought I began pulling and stroking at my semi hard on as he watched on. I was rock hard in a matter of seconds i backed further away from the urinal and lowered my pants below my shirt to under my ass cheeks as i stroked on he watched with no further action i decided i would rub him and get things started as I. "He's trying to make you wear a dress to these meetings?" Bette asked. "Yes. And he has zero concept of personal space." "He wants to fuck you." "Just to get even with you. He's just still in revenge mode." But, after six weeks of me in pant-suits, he still hadn't relaxed his pressure. Oh, sure, he looked at the financial statements and the events calendar when I put them in front of him; however, far more of his time was spent asking personal questions and trying to invade my personal space.. "What about Lisa." Nicole shot a hard stare. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "You think I can't hear you two in there?" "Fuck, I can't keep a secret in his place. Are we that loud?" "Sometimes. You're more of a talker. Lisa is a moaner." Nicole snuggled up against me so that her mouth was close to my ear and whispered: "Did you jerk off while listening to us?" I shrugged. 'Sometimes." Nicole gave me a little smile. 'Let me watch you." "Watch me what?" "Jerk yourself off. I. My name is Steve and I live in Ohio. I am of South Asian decent, and I have always taken a dominant posture in all aspects of my life. I was raised in a culture where the men are always in charge in family situations, and my father is also a dominant man. We were fortunate enough to have servants in our home when I was growing up, and it came natural to me to direct the servants in completing their tasks as I desired. It wasn’t a matter of being harsh to them, but was instead just a quiet.