To be quite honest, she'd sometimes just beckon to me with her fingers,despite what I was doing, and I'd simper my way under her control. Oftenshe'd h...ve me mess myself then criticize me gently until I was cleaned upagain.We'd been there about a week when she had me clean up the spare room forLori."I've only met her via the Internet," she told me. "English, on a tourthrough the USA. I told her we?d put her up for a while. You don't mind,do you?"In all truth, I looked forward to our guest. Maybe. I stood in front of the door with my head shaking involuntarily fromside to side and made my way across the street: home...I removed my key from my purse and carefully let myself in. Shandy wasall over me in seconds, tail wagging and jumping up and down on my barelegs. I followed my memory through the dark and into the kitchen. Itwas too late for coffee so I made myself a cup of tea. As I sat at thetable thinking things over, Shandy continually assaulted me. She trieddesperately to jump up. Then she did something totally unexpected…she put her fingers in her wet cunt and masturbated in front of me. A real turn on for this guy. Suddenly, she took her fingers out and slipped the slippery middle one up my ass…all the way. I had never had a woman do that before, ever, and my cock actually felt like it got harder. ‘What are you doing’, I asked in surprise. ‘I’m finger fucking your ass….but if you don’t want me to….’ ‘No, no! I want you to…I guess I just wasn’t ready for it…but don’t. .. took me... I'd never been with anyone other than you... and he just..."She was crying hard and having a hard time talking. Between sobs I was hearing something that scared me. She was afraid of me. I could tell. She was afraid of me for some reason. What had happened? What the hell had happened?"It's all right. Everything will be okay. I'm sorry. Lets talk about something else for a bit maybe. I didn't mean to hurt you... I mean..." No... it's all right. I shouldn't have gotten so emotional.