I knew I was courting disaster but I was infatuated / besotted with her. I never knew when she was going to turn up and catch me on my own at the gym....When she did it was to give me a quick blow and/or hand job, or get me to eat her out. We did all those things in those two weeks, never for more than ten minutes at a time, leaving me with a stonking hard on, and an almost uncontrollable lust for this dangerous woman. What made it even more scarier was that she must have had me under. " Err. Yes ma'am." I replied sheepishly."I am glad to meet you Vincent, although I can only imagine what you two were doing here while I was gone." She looked at me for a moment, which seemed to stretch on far longer that it needed to. My face burned under her gaze that caused me no end of discomfort. As I began to fidget, she turned her attention back to Stacey. It took me some time to feel somewhat normal, and I began to feel sorry for Stacey, but then a strange thing happened. Her mom. " "Sorry Harold, I was on my way home when I got a mighty hankering for somethin' to eat. And I saw your deli light still on, so I reckon I'd get me a good old po’ boy ta munch on." "I was going to close after I was done. But I guess I can fix you up a po’ boy real quick. What kinda po’ boy you want?", asked Harold. "I'd like a 12 foot ham and cheese po’ boy, with extra lettuce, mayonnaise and black olives." "Ok I'll get it started right now, Blitz", said Harold. "How about I tell ya bout my. It was pretty clear to me that she was rationalizing a decision that she didn’t consciously make in the first place. Now was this related to the pheromone production drug? Only one way to find out: “Well then strip off the rest of those clothes and come and cuddle with me”“Sure,” she piped as she shimmied out of her tight running pants and underwear and comically kicked them off the edge of the bed. She then pulled her worn tennis warm-up shirt and sports bra off with one quick movement and.