"Cassandra hoped her dinner 'engagement' would evaporate. To betruthful, she hadn't thought about it since her return home; hadn'tthought about anyth...ng. Her mood had turned as dark as the threateningskies that spat cold rain on the city.Hope of an easy fix for her 'condition' was evaporating. She hadscoured the Internet and found nothing to explain her change, much lessprovide a way to reverse it. Karmic good deeds weren't paying offeither. Last night she went to sleep thinking she'd. I had to fight this ... resist. My free will couldn't be taken from me, could it? Would I become just like Jeanne and all the other sex slaves? Then it just happened, my dick became erect. There was no real sensation other than a slight warmth in my groin. My eyes were closed so I was not visually stimulated. My mind was definitely not thinking about sex. Yet my dick was rock hard. And suddenly I was aroused. I wanted release. I wanted to fuck. There was a hum and vibration from the table, was. Pat was also married, but he wasn't sexual with his wife because she had some kind of physical problem that made sex painful. As a result, he found his sexual release elsewhere and Bonnie was more than a willing participant. Her own husband was something of a prick and she took every chance she could get to leave the house and be with Pat.Bonnie told me that Pat had revealed to her a long time before that he had also fantasized about having sex with a man, so she told Pat about me and soon we. ..totally nude!There's only one condition......you're not allowed to ask when or where it's going to happen. Rob and I will decide that. Even if it takes a year or more, if you ask or even mention it, the deal is off!Susan"Wow" I replied "You are really going to do this?" "Yup" said Susan "It will be fun for all of us". "Wait a minute" I said. "How is this going to work, suppose we pick a day and he doesn't bring the camera?" I asked inquisitively. "Well, if you were him, wouldn't you carry.