Her rubbing of my chest started turning from a relaxing stroke to more of a sensual touch. She let her hand fall farther down my front with each pass ...until she was lightly grazing my dick. Her motions and touch stirred something inside of me and my flacid cock was starting to wake back up. She took my soft love tool in to her hand and began to lovingly stroke it. I knew that in just a few short minutes she would be on top of me and I would finish the job that we got started a while ago. She had. Normally she'd look forward to the comfort of her own home, but now she had no idea what to expect once she arrived there. She knew that she wouldn't be alone — that this man ruining her life was also invading her sanctuary. But she didn't dare risk being any later than usual.The walk home introduced her to even more aspects of the changes that Foxx had made. She had moved around her office, but it didn't compare to a good brisk walk. She just couldn't get use to the shaking and swaying of her. "Well, I might as well give it a try," Mike thought to himself, tucking his still half-hard prick back into his pants. When he walked back into the living room, Mike walked over and sat down on the sofa beside Char instead of taking his seat across from her in the easy chair. He leaned back, putting both his arms up on the back of the sofa, his right arm going behind Char. She turned back toward the TV, seeming to be watching the screen. Mike waited a few moments, giving Char time to get. “I didn’t expect that you would. Although you would look amazing in one!” he responded while getting up to get his laptop.We settled on an all-black suit and white mask for Jacque, but we struggled with mine. He kept pushing me towards bare-breasted outfits. He argued that many of the women at the event wore similar costumes and showed me previous event gallery photos to prove it. He was right. There were a lot of them. But it just wasn’t me.I finally settled on a more feminine dominant.