I remember her sashaying into the room with that 'All that and a bag of chips' attitude. I knew from simply looking at her that she'd never had to beg... never had to work at getting any man to do her bidding. She was perfection personified and she knew it, from her deep raven locks to her dainty feet and all the space in between. He, of course, was not just 'any Man'. He was Master/Dom/Top and by the end of this adventure, He would skillfully bring out her true self, the one she kept locked away. Cath listened intently, leaning in, her elbows propped up on her knees and interjecting every now and then. Within ten minutes I had discussed everything there was to know, with this woman about my romantic history. "So it never progressed past oral sex?" she asked. "Never. The girls never wanted to do it with me, they always dodged the subject whenever I brought it up." Girls can be like that, saying the have the intention to wait, that is until they start drinking or they move away from home. They both groaned at the same time. Janice let his approving comments and moans wash over her as she sucked and licked her nipple. It felt wonderful on her tongue, all sleek with spit and hard, and when she teased the little nub between her teeth she felt it right in between her legs. "So fucking good," Mike said as she sucked hickeys into the pale stretch of skin. "Jan, you look so fucking good, sucking your breasts like that. Look at how hard your nipples have gotten, how swollen they've. He woke up and rolled over and said "So, what cha get me for my birthday woman?" as he laughed pulling me closer with his strong muscular arms.I just gave him a sly smile and unwrapped his arms from my waist. "That's for me to know and you to find out buddy. Get your ass to work Mister. The kids are going to my sister's for the night and we'll be all alone tonight." Sounds interesting" Yeah" I said, "and hurry home. We have reservations at 6 and after dinner, who knows...." I said as I walked.