I just could not stop looking at her and she was starting at me. I heard a car in front of me and looked just in time to jump out of the way. I didn�...�t notice at the time but I was in the middle of the road. I quickly look back to the window but there was no one. I could not help but think of the girl for the whole day. The next day I walk the same time hoping to see that sexy chick again and ones again she was there and I knew I was just going to walk past and nothing was going to really. Lyla enjoys the power trip of keeping aformerly successful man in a dress, submissive, pleasing, always available.Sometimes, she really, really likes it.Lyla works with people and handles cases. When she comes home, she needs tobe pleased, fed, pampered, and loved. That's my job, to take care of her.And that's pretty much all I do. I still read a little and keep up withsome of my old interests. This pleases Lyla, keeping my mind active, myintellect sharp. But mainly, I serve her. I serve her by. ...disappointed in you"I groaned his fingers still rubbing me closer and closer to my orgasm, suddenly his fingers were gone and I yelped at the loss, my pussy dripping."No young lady, you don’t get pleasure, you need to be punished, I expect you to stay late tonight after work, come find me in my office at 7pm....don’t be late, you have already made this bad for yourself"The rest of the day dragged by....I tried to make it look like I was at least doing some work, as I stared aimlessly into my. He wanted to kiss her, be with her. She was beautiful, one of the best looking young women he had ever seen. Yet, she was out of reach. In a broken relationship and also the s****r of one of his best friends. It was getting to him, distracting him from his day to day. His head was full of raunchy thoughts and desires all the time. He knew, of course, that Ginny wasn’t an object, but his body’s urges didn’t respect her like his mind did, his raging hormones couldn’t help themselves. Tension just.