Later on that night, her phone rang and it was Robert.“Hello, Hello!” she said, excitingly.“Hey, hot stuff, how’s it going?” Robert asked.Th...ey chatted and flirted and then the subject about Nikki came up.Sylvia said, “I told my girlfriend Nikki about our night together.”“Oh?” Robert replied.Sylvia continued, “I told her id told you about going in bikini contests, and she said bring him over and we can have our own bikini contest.”“Wow, really?” he replied, “sounds great!”Sylvia hesitated and. He wore a button-down blue-striped shirt with darkwashed jeans and black shoes."Are you the artist who is looking for a male model?" He asked.Isabella said "Yes, I am." Hello. My name is Austin." He said, smiling at her."Nice to meet you, I'm Isabella." She replied.Isabella let Austin into her house. She planned on drawing him.He asked, "Okay if take my shirt off?"She said, "By all means."She watched as Austin began unbuttoning his shirt. Once the shirt off, Isabella was just amazed by his. She'd never felt this astonishing thrill flash through her body before. She knew now that she wanted it, needed it. She'd never allow anyone to take it away from her again. Her brain fed on the power.Her cunt soaked up all the new, exciting feelings.Deep inside her huge chunks melted off her mile-thick glaciers. Rushes of pure heat lapped at her once impenetrable fortress of ice. And, God... how she loved the feeling. How she needed it.She grabbed at it to hold it tight.A new corrupting thing. Her body seeming to anticipate this more than her mind, which was filled with humiliation and a growing dread.…..Patricia felt a tap on her right shoulder. She turned and opened her mouth. Her husband John held another large forkful of the pan seared halibut, which he placed in her mouth. She closed her lips and quietly moaned appreciatively at the incredible taste of the buttery well seasoned fish.His wine glass appeared in front of her face and she opened her mouth to let him pour in a.