Her perfume filled my nose as we stopped before her dorm room.I had this strange feeling that I knew what would happen in there that ... I’d done th...is. A weird deja vu washed over me that momentarily swallowed my nervousness. Linda fumbled for her keys out of her purse.“I hope you’re not going to be mad,” she muttered.“Mad?” I frowned. An unease settled into my stomach as she produced her keys and jammed them into the lock. “Why would I be mad? I mean...” My dick was so hard. “Are you not. “Why thank you Kelly . I haven’t worn this outfit before. I’d been saving it for a rainy day and I thought today would be a good time to show it off. What do you think dear?” She gave Cyril a sharp look and continued. “I think it suits a woman like me. Don’t you?” Icicles were dripping from her words and there was no doubt she was alluding to him having called her a slut earlier on. Cyril swallowed audibly and didn’t speak. His face had reddened noticeably though. I couldn’t gauge whether it. "Go on and smile, I going to enjoy wiping it from your face." he growled, surprising himself with the menace in his voice.Richie laughed to himself when she looked away from him with widened eyes. Just then ZiZi returned with a roll of blue painter's in her hand."Is this what you wanted Richie...I mean...Sir?" Asked ZiZi Richie liked that she said, "Sir", it did wonders for his confidence getting such respect. "Yes, ZiZi, that is exactly what I need. Thank You." He said.Then he added speaking. I have been getting excited all night long, but nothing like this. I have never been this turned on before. I haven't even gotten to the sex part yet and I'm dripping wet. The hand on my neck moves down, unlatching my bra. Before I know it, he is leading me to his bedroom, taking off all my clothes as we go. I don't question him. I watch with awe in how he does it with such skill. When we're in his room, he removes all of his clothes. He tells me how beautiful I am. How much he has wanted me.