I assisted her, undoing my cufflinks and pulling my shirt off as her hands went down to my belt and loosened it and unsnapped and unzipped my pants. A... she did that, I reached behind her to between her shoulder blades and the zipper at the back of her soft, lavender dress and, in one motion, unzipped it, down her back, to the base of her spine. As she pushed my loosened pants past my thighs, her dress fell from her shoulders, down the curves of her shapely body and into a pile at her. I glanced up at themirror.Holy Shit!!!I was blonde. How the hell had this happened? I knew the answer ofcourse. Magic. I had recently been transformed into a witch after all.But how did this happen? I didn't even have that grimmy thingy thatMonique had been telling me about. How was I going to explain this? Youcan't just suddenly change your hair colour without some kind of productin five minutes. And this wasn't bleached blonde. This was a rich,natural looking blonde with highlights and. She was moaning like crazy. I reversed the position with me on top and slowly, I moved to her neck and started kissing her neck. And slowly suckling on her earlobes. Trust me guys. This turns on a woman to the next level.Then I went lower and started kissing and sucking on her navel which she enjoyed very much. I continued moving south till I reached her pants. I slowly removed her pants and found her in a black panty which was soaked with her juices.I knelt to smell her wet pussy and was. If we can manage to forge a working partnership, then the rest would be arranged. The department handles the detail. But before you answer, think carefully, because I must be honest and warn you that I'm not easy to live with. I've been diagnosed with a compulsive disorder that borders on nymphomania, Mr Pendrill. Could you handle that? A woman who can't get enough of your cock? And I'm inclined to overreach my authority. I can't help it. It excites me to make men play with themselves, as I did.