Not tonight.With the condom on, Kyle returned to massaging my asshole… one finger in and one circling around. He did this for a couple of minutes a...d then he placed the tip of his dick up against my asshole. I looked up at him and nodded. I was ready for Kyle to slide his dick in me. He raised me up a bit more and slid into me. Not all the way, just enough for me to know that there was a dick in me. I nodded and he slid in some more. I whimpered a bit and he started to pull out… but I. And fast on the heels of the image came the unbidden thought,'She'll do you too'. I had an over powering urge to reach out and take her arm, lead her to my chair, pull her onto my lap and bury my hard cock in her tight teen pussy. I knew I couldn't and knew I shouldn't even think about it, so to waylay those thoughts I said,"I think you should go to your room. We'll talk about this tomorrow."Tracy left and I sat staring at the door. I pulled the bottle of whiskey I kept in the bottom drawer out. The class ended after a long lecture, and we walked out. I asked her for coffee, and she said, “Are you asking me out?” And laughed, “Not today, but I’ll call you tomorrow evening, ok?” and left me guessing about her plan for tomorrow.The next day was Friday. It was almost 7 pm I got restless and gave up waiting for her call. As I was about to leave my apartment and hit the bar, a text message from her, “Monu, come to my place. We’re having a party.”I was surprised, why would she call me home?. My thoughts interrupted as the doors opened. Dolls, dressed as maids,beckoned me in. The foyer had changed, but I hardly noticed. It was notthe new grand staircase that drew my eyes, but the person who stood ontop. The mistress of the manor.I still remember her words. "A feisty one. How amusing. But not for long.Hurry to your quarters and be ready when I call." Her voice was ofhaunting beauty. Perfect. Just like the mistress. Eternally preserved inporcelain.I never walked these floors, yet I.