"You have. Your constant pestering about me wearing skimpy clothes and acting like your slut on vacation has gotten me a little worked up. I need some...relief."With that, she grabbed me by the balls through my shorts and dragged me into the bedroom. She pushed me onto the bed and practically ripped my shorts off. She was definitely not messing around this time and her display of dominance caused my cock to strain even further. This was completely out of character for her and had taken me. So I did a quick spin in front of the mirror. I waspretty happy with my look, I should blend in nicely at the movie. Iwas just about to grab my purse when there was a knock at the door. Iknew it was Wayne because even though my building has a security doorhe always finds a way to get in on his own. I dropped the purse andrushed to the door. Before opening it I did one final check of mymakeup in the mirror at the door. Looking back at me was a very happyyoung woman, I swear I never smile. I untie it and release it by several feet, letting your hands fall. I tie the rope off and, taking your shoulders and push you gently to your knees. You oblige willingly, your hungry gaze on the prominent bulge in my trousers, the hot pink tip of your tongue pressed hard against your top lip, anticipating the taste of my cock. Scant inches from your face, I unzip and pull out my semi-erect penis. You grin wickedly and lean forward to kiss the tip. I groan in pleasure and step forward, allowing. What do you think?” I hissed to him.“Oh, yeah, Madam! Let’s do it.” He said aloud.“Follow me, babe” I said and I walked down into a hallway that led past the security department to the restrooms. I walked directly to the ladies’ restroom door; pushed it open and turned to motion the hesitant youth to follow me inside.I locked the door, pulled a condom out of my purse and slipped it into my mouth. “Show me what you got, stud, I need at least nine inches of real man and I need it bad” I sat down.