"Yeah, so it wasn't a great day. Pretty knackering to be honest" my wife said out of nowhere.Then Louise quickly spoke, looking straight at me the who...le time. "So you had quite a hard day then?" She knew what she was doing. Emphasizing the 'hard' in her sentence.Every time my wife looked away Louise would wink or blow me a little kiss. I had to try and stop it. So just like she had mimed to me, I tried the same to her. "Stop it!" I forcefully tired to mime. This seemed to only spur her on even. I heard a dripping sound on my brown leather sofa and gazed down and was shocked to find my pussy was dripping wet. I'd never been this turned on before. I was a straight woman in my late thirties who lived alone who hadn't been in a relationship for the past twelve years. Not that I hadn't wanted one, just hadn't found the right guy. I stood up and went over to the fridge in the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. I went back over to the sofa and sipped at my glass. The more I watched. ’ ‘The worst that could happen is the relationship would come to an end. I know you are quite fond of Miss Highbrighton, but it would only hurt more if you extend the relation and never come around to discussing what should be discussed about.’ ‘I feel as if I am losing a major part of me if she leaves me.’ ‘I can understand, Sir. It is better she leaves you early than later. Do you really want to marry someone that will not be there for you later on? Do you really want to see yourself lose. We spent the next hour or two becoming aquatinted. She told me thatJennifer is her name and domination is her game and that she is a pre-op TVthat gets turned on fulfilling men's desires.... For a price. I was intrigued and pretty much told her everything about myself. Myhomosexual affair [I was the passive] in my teens and the fact that I wasstill a virgin anally. My marriage and divorce and yes, even some of myfantasies. Jennifer is knock out gorgeous and I was totally captivated and wesoon.