I knew exactly how men felt when they were successful in seducing a beautiful woman. I don't think the feeling of sexual conquest is limited to one se.... Of course, I had never had that thought before. Sure there has always been the older woman preying on the younger men, thing going on. It seemed that I wasn't quite the stereotypical female sexual predator type after all. I didn't get off on younger men. No, for me it was the unattainable man or woman who tripped my trigger. Oh sure, there was. Jasmine could only feel sorry for Owen, and she knew deep down that she loved him and could not lose him.?Keep your hair in a messy bun at all times unless you?re drying your hair.? Owen had loved this as well, it gave her a look of being freshly fucked.?Buy out the remainder of your contract and quit your job. You start work at my company after your conditioning week. And remember, I?m always watching what you do at home. So think twice before you do anything stupid.? Owen was not aware that. I continued to slowly stroke my now achingly hard cock as I watched Jay hook her fingers into the waist band of Ann’s panties and slowly pull them down over her backside. Jay pushed the panties past Ann’s thighs to her knees where she let them fall to her ankles and around those six inch heels. The site of Jay standing there with this woman bent over a desk, her skirt up around her waist and her panties around her ankles was so erotic. Jay bent down behind Ann and slowly licked and kissed up. Grenades were exploding around me, glass shattered and soft hisses of bullets barely missing me told me to stay low. “I knew we should have gone the other way. They were expecting us to come through this alley. Now I’m pinned down,” I shouted in the headset. “Just find them and kill them, come on!” an exited female voice replied in my ear. I quickly glanced over the car wreck, looking for any sign that would give away the position of the enemy in the buildings in front of me. Nothing. I knew I.