Johnson won’t like it. It won’t change anything, but it’ll irritate Emily. Or three, don’t do anything. You still won’t know anything, Emily...will still be mad. Maybe madder because it’ll seem like you’re ignoring her.”“What do you think I should do?”“Oh no you don’t. She wants you, not me. It’s your decision.” I stood up and walked to the door. “Let me know what you decide. I think I’ll get myself a sauna and a haircut. It seems like a good day for it.” as the door closed, I walked off. ”In response, I just pressed her soft body to me, my already rigid cock pressing to her soft belly in the process.As I pulled away, and sat down on the couch, she asked me if I was in the mood for a drink. Her husband kept a stock of imported liquor which she had at her disposal. Since I had already had dinner, and wanted to be in my senses to fuck her tonight, I settled on a Cognac with warm water and honey.She proceeded to make elaborate arrangements to make the drinks, setting up a tray on. When I finally took that advice the answer was obvious." What advice was that?" To think through what was important to me, what I really needed and wanted." And what do you want from me Lynn?" I want to love you and be loved by you." That you have already." I want us to go away together somewhere far away where we can make a new life together." Yes, we can do that." I want you to be strong for me. I want you to take me, even savagely and ruthlessly sometimes. I want you to rape me, to defile. I sense the barest vibration of metal on metal in my fingertips as I'm pulling your zipper down one tooth at a time.The even softer material of your boxer briefs proves too tempting for me and I lean in, pressing my face into the open V of your jeans. Your scent, the masculine pheromones, assails me. That, combined with your hum of pleasure as you comb your fingers into my hair has me groaning and my arousal throbs powerfully, forcing me to reach down to make an adjustment. Inhaling deeply and.