"Hey . . . " Her voice makes your cock jump slightly in your pants. You go to spin the computer chair around, but she stops you: "I don't want to inte...rupt you. Just thought I'd give you some company."You smile and continue to work, her hands gently caressing your shoulders. Even though she claimed not to want to interrupt, she's certainly doing a good job of distracting you. Her hands unbutton your shirt, and you stop typing."No. Keep typing," she teasingly orders.She pulls your shirt off. . She asked me use her scooter. I thought it was a fair idea and stayed there she served dinner and about 10.30 we again settled ourselves in front of tv by 11 I felt sleepy and without knowing I slept there in the sofa. I got a feeling like someone is teasing my cock.Then waked up and found her she was between my legs and her boobs were visible she caressing my dick and she got shocked when I hold her head. She said she dosed some sleeping pills in the dinner to how come got to wake up and I. Over and over she had rejected the notion of making out her relationship with Marcus or everyone else in her life for anything different than what it was. With him, he saw what was there between them but put her fears first. In all of the times where she would have walked away from him, he stayed patient and didn’t push her anymore than what he thought she could take. In her heart of hearts, she wanted to believe that he was waiting until she was ready. Ready, what joke. She was more than ready. Like men do, I used the Internet to try and fulfill my repressed sexual desires. Watching porn didnt do much for me, although I did begin to realize I liked the harder porn, where a man or woman dominated some submissive girl. I began fantasizing Dave treating me like a slut, but I knew it wasnt his nature. I became the submissive girl in my fantasies that began with Dave, but slowly shifted to being predominantly lesbian fantasies. Searching the net one night I came across Literotica, a.