I let her in peace because that gave me time to wrap my head around the fact that she may indeed want to be enslaved by my seed. Why?, was the questio...n I constantly asked myself Why would she want to be enslaved by me, made to do things that she has been upfront with, that she doesn't like? Made to be part of a lifestyle she doesn't agree with. It still made no sense to me. Part of me wanted to attribute that desire to Hannah being a stereo-typical girl who constantly pines after the wrong. She slowly and sensually pulled the tape from the spool. My God she knew what she was doing. How could pulling out a tape measure give me an erection? But no doubt about it, I was getting hard. The chat continued as we measured the windows together, always that unwavering look in her eyes. As we finished the last window downstairs I wound in the tape and, instead of letting go, she held on and came with it. I didn't notice at first then glanced up as I became aware of her being at the end of. "I've been wondering, when you took my tights, did you just wank into them or did you put them on?" Er..... I put them on," I said, blushing again."Wow, that's really funny," she said laughing, "does it turn you on wearing women's tights?" Well you tasted the results," I said, trying to get a bit of my own back."I did, didn't I," she laughed. "Is it just tights, or do you wear knickers and other womens underwear too?" I prefer tights but find most womens underwear sexy," I replied frankly,. She just smiled again. We were talking like this about a week or two. One night I was very horny so I asked her how many boyfriends does she had before her marriage. She said that my husband was my only boyfriend. I got little disappointed.Then she asked me whether I have any girlfriend or not. I replied that why have a girlfriend if I have such a beautiful neighbor. She blushed. It was 2 in the morning now. She was sleepy. So she said good night. And started walking back in her room. While she.