By the time I finished college I hadfine tuned by ability and my beliefs that Women are superior to mento point of no return. I truly saw men as infer...ior, weaker creatures.This belief filtered its way into everything I did, including how Iapproached men who asked me on dates. At first my interest revolvedaround men who read me well and knew up-front that I was the one incontrol, but over the years I began to find more joy in finding menwho were extremely confident and successful, then over a. Dinner was fun. Johnny rubbed my ass and ran his hand around my tight little dress before we sat down making sure everyone knew I wasn't wearing panties. He pulled my dress up so they could see a little of my ass when we walked out back after dinner to have a couple cocktails, He found me a barstool, turned me so I was facing the crowd and started rubbing my inner thigh. I instinctively spread my legs, and even though his back was to them, he squeezed my knee and whispered "good girl. Show them. She didn't sound enthusiastic as she turned tothe office building."Jenny," the old woman interrupted again."Yes?" Don't drool. It's not lady-like."Jenny's jaw dropped for a moment, leaving her looking stunned, beforeshe could regain her composure. She let her gaze drop fromembarrassment. "Was it _that_ obvious?" she asked meekly.The old woman nodded. "Yes." She saw the concern on Jenny's face."Let's sit down for a moment." Without waiting for a response, shewalked to one of the tables in. Sex with my girlfriend was no longer interesting when I had a full-bodied, big-titted, cock-sucking, sperm-swallowing woman available to me 24/7. So I called mom down to the rec room in the basement so I could relieve all the sexual tension I had building up. And so we could have some privacy from my dad.She came in, wearing a tight black top with no bra again, a leopard print miniskirt with no panty underneath, and sheer thigh high black stockings. She knew what I wanted and she was dressed.