We talked some more about my business and her new job with a local publisher. "I'm hoping to become a reader for them," she said.At eleven fifteen I f...elt it to be a discrete time to leave. I stood and told her how much I had enjoyed the evening, and her company. She stood alongside me, “I enjoyed it too. May I return this." And she placed her hands on my shoulders to kiss me on the cheek. As she stepped back, pink faced, she murmured, "I've wondered what a real kiss was like."In a daze, and. Step. Your back is against the wall, hands flat against the wood. Step. I put my hand out, slowly, palm up. Step. Step. Your hand comes off the wall, slowly. Step. Hands closer. .... Touch. I pull your hand, hard, and you pull into me. The collision knocks the breath out of me. You are heavy in my hands as I step forward, and push you against the wall. You're holding the beams as I kiss you, hands pulling, holding. Roaming! I lift your skirt, and find your panties. A quick tug, and they slide. I checked everywhere, it was nowhere to be found. I ran into my bedroom,to see Charlotte sitting on my bed with a smug expression on her face. "Looking for this Sir?" Charlotte, I order you to give me that back," I snapped."I don't think so," she said as she slid the ring onto her finger. I realized what she was about to do and said, "Charlotte don't do it", butwithout the ring I was powerless.She said, "I wish I was Steven Turner."And suddenly I was Charlotte sitting on my bed.She looked at me. Your body jumps into the air when my thumb finds your clit, so sensitive to my touch.I rub your sex with the palm of my hand, over your clit, and grind down and pull you up. Your shallow breath radiates in my ear; your firm breasts heave up and down, and I admire your nipples hard and long. I slip two fingers back inside you, and as you try to close your legs, I tell you to leave them open. Tonight, I control you.Your body shakes with hunger as I cradle you in my arms. I surround myself with.