You had no job and are on winter break anyway, so its not like you have to dress nice. You walk towards the door to your bedroom, stepping over the pi...les of dirty clothes on the floor. jokingly to yourself you wave a hand towards the floor of your bedroom and say "Clothes clean yourselves up" and to your suprise they actually do it. they miraculously look like new and hang themselves up in you closet."What the fuck!" you yell out to no one in particular.you wave your hand at your messy bed and. ” She said those words in a very seductive way and that could be possible only by her.I wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘anything’. Did she mean sex? I wanted to confirm it before I do anything silly. So I told her some tips about spending more time in the office to learn and also taking help from seniors to learn new things to stay ahead of others. I saw her face while I was explaining these things.There was a clear disappointment and slight irritation stayed on her face. I stopped my lecture.. " "Maybe later. When we're somewhere a little more private." "I'll hold you to that." Later on, as we sat cooling off in the sea, I asked Sharron why she had made me wait for weeks, but had let the other guy fuck her on the first night. "You were nice," she explained. "You were good looking, you made me laugh and you just had something special. I can't really explain it, you were just right. He was good looking, too, but he was never going to be more than a fling. But I liked you, so I made. After chatting and agreeing to take things further I told her next time we met she had to wear a denim mini skirt with black hold ups and the same underwear. She told me she hated her legs and didn't suit skirts, I told her to do as she was told and wear what I said this was to be part of my domination of her dressing how I liked not as she wanted. We arranged another meet in a pub for the weekend but that she must be dressed as I said. I didn't hear from her again but went to the pub anyway.