A couple of weeks later, he had invited her to live with him, and she had accepted. They had been living under the same roof for almost a week, before...she realized that he STILL hadn't made a move on her. She came home from the job, and confronted him. He had made them supper, as he always did. He was an EXCELLENT chef, and had rediscovered his love for cooking. He had told her that he respected her wishes, and that, unless invited, wouldn't do ANYTHING to cause her concern. They had eaten. .. my hyper-over-sexed wife pulled herself off my fully erect rigid cock and ran out of the house.On her way out she snatched up a dirty shirt of mine off the floor, grabbed up a pair of her jeans off the back of the chair, and literally ran out of the house. Barefooted she ran to her car, absolutely naked, screaming something about serving the needs of THE COMPANY. Something about it was her greatest duty to serve and pleasure THE COMPANY.I finally had a belly-full of this crap. That was the. Giant donkey balls.“I’m sorry, but it’s not my secret to share. There are things I know, because of what I’ve done, that I can’t tell anyone. At all. Ever. End of story.”Veronyka glared at him.“But,” he continued, “I can tell you something between us. Is that fair?”“Like what?” Her eyebrow rose, while the other stayed scrunched.His voice dropped. “It’s not just my ear, and my weapon. I have the Sight, too.”A few seconds of silence as she picked her jaw up.“You mean ... you can? Use that special. ” I started across the room to the bathroom. “Stevie,” her grin really was quite evil, “all I’ll need is a towel.” I returned a minute later with two towels and one wet washcloth. Laurie had me kneel in front of JR, close enough to smell the musky cum that covered his cock and balls. I was amazed by what she was doing to me – I had no idea that she was that familiar with Dom/sub games and routines – this was already far beyond what we had done with George…or even alone when we role-played in.