" He pushed me away and stuffed his stiff prick into his pants as he unlocked the door. He smiled brightly. He was enjoying the control he had over me... and I was enjoying it too. I had always had a submissive side and he had picked up on my desire to be pushed, controlled and even humiliated. "Yes," I hissed loudly. I scrambled to pull my pants up as he walked from the room in ab obvious hurry. I walked back to the bar in a daze. My head was spinning and I was focused on one thing, his big. We stopped at East Side Mario’s on the way to pick up dinner because I was sure being a Friday- there was no food at his place. In addition we’d be too tired to even cook a decent meal. I got the same thing I always do- spaghetti and meatballs and he just got Alfredo penne. I had forgotten it was no meat Fridays but as long as he didn’t eat meat, we were fine. Which ultimately meant I had to finish what I ordered by myself. I frowned at this late realization. We pulled up at his house and I. The bottom was cut low on her hips with a tie around her waist; loose and flowing legs with slits nearly to her thigh, all concealing exactly nothing, only pretending to try, which made the whole thing sexy as hell.Not even considering the makeup and perfume she’d put on that we’d gotten that night in Tampa, if she was trying to seduce me, she was doing a damned good job.“Jerry and Jamie for one, going shopping for another,” I told her, looking back and forth between her nipples poking through. Still a little taken aback by her attitude, he complied with her command. He placed his cock at her cunt and started fucking. He couldn't understand the sudden domineering mood, but he did like it. He loved her. He trusted her. He enjoyed the idea of letting go and letting her dominate him.However, as he fucked her from behind, he realized something. She had made a mistake. She put him in a position to dominate her. He spanked her ass, and she liked it. He felt the power flowing to him..