.. my tongue exploring the inside of your mouth and teasing yours. Releasing your breasts, I scoop you up from the chair and carry you to the window s...eat and lay you down upon its cushions. Reaching over you I open several of the windows so that the night air floats into the room scented with the greenness of plants in bloom. A faint trace of honeysuckle flavors the breeze. I stand and look down at you, your robe fully open, one knee raised as you look up at me in the moonlight and smile. I. Cyra was not quite out of the room and must have heard the door because she turned and saw me just as I turned from the door. Cyra turned around and stopped dead as soon as she saw me. I let her stand there in shock for a moment before I began to speak to her. Hello Cyra She started to back away. Hhhhh… how do you know my name? Oh sweetie you have a lot to learn darling. I talked to you last night. I am Mitch. You should never tell a stranger where you live. Oh my god what have done. She began. I looked at his face and saw his razor sharp eyes gazing at me without a blink in it. I thought to myself with a ticklish feeling underneath me that “Time has come for a little entertainment”. I felt like my whole body and mind is under his control. After few seconds when I returned to my senses, I got scared and ran to the bedroom to obey his orders (I pretended to be scared, because he likes to treat me as his slave and see the scary expression on my face). He then screams ‘Noooooo…. Not in. Impressed by her confidence and looks I felt intimidated. Working in the same grocery store, there was no escaping this captivating creature. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a smile to die for. Her body was curvy, hips, tits and a round ass. A woman. Not like those girls I was used to.'Layla' and I had to work late most of the week. And in our talks during those hours we grew closer. The conversations got more intimate. She was shameless. Told me about her past lovers, one night stands and.