Can you finish the chicken? It’s almost done.” Calming my nerves, I walked in the house toward the front door. Looking at a very upset man I asked... “May I help you, you seem to be a little upset?”He started yelling again, “It’s my wife. Someone is holding her here against her will. I am here to get her out.”I smiled, “If you continue to yell, I cannot help you work this out. Though this isn’t my house, I am staying here this week. Who is your wife?”Still agitated he yelled, “My wife is Lisa,. ' He said, as his hands slipped down the front of her dress, exposing her breasts. He cupped them and gently rubbed her nipples. 'Tell me what you want baby,' He whispered into her ear as he lightly sucked her lobe. 'I want your big black cock to fuck me doggy.' He kissed her neck and squeezed her nipples harder and rougher, getting turned on by this horny woman that wanted his cock. 'I need a bull to fuck me.''You want me to be your bull?' He said, gently turning her around and lifting her. "The college I was attending had a small campus with a lot of housing nearby. "I might be interested. Do you live nearby?" I asked."I live about two blocks from here." Sue said. "Why don't you follow me to my place, so we can talk some more."I don't know why, but I agreed to go to her place. It was a small duplex and she had rented one side of it. Once inside, it had a very small kitchen, a small bedroom, bathroom, and a living room with some furniture and a large oak office desk."This. Firstly Dorothy had introduced me to the idea of wearing panties to bedwith her as part of our sex ritual. Then she had had me throw out allof my boxer shorts because they had holes in them and replace them withpanties.Then had been that first day at work in panties when I still thoughtthat I had some boxer shorts in the wash. They were white silk pantieswith a lace trim which she had insisted that I must wear with tights asmy socks were in the wash too.My dream, as it were, was my mind's.