"Maybe if you do a really good job, I'll let you lick something else before you take me home tonight..."
She had always been the kind of woman who was turned on by control.
It always started off innocent enough – open my car door or hold my purse for me ... just to test the waters.
Then came the not so subtle request to give me a foot rub ... after a long day of wearing high heels ... and it wouldn't take long for her to tell from the look in his eye, and the bulge in his pants, as he was sitting there ever so gently massaging her feet...
That she could pretty much make him do anything that she wanted him to do.
And that was the part that made her wet.
