Thanks for Visiting.

At the end of the night I decided to walk you to your car. In truth, I wasn't quite ready to let you go. You had loaded your bags, and in the silent pause before you climbed onboard you fixed me with your eyes. I froze, enmeshed in a net of new and wonderfully girly feelings. Finally, I spoke what I felt you were commanding, "May I suck your cock?" Another long pause. Silence. Those eyes!
"Your wife will be hugely turned on. She's watching from the window."
My knees buckled. I recall the sense of compulsion, but nothing else, because my mind went utterly blank. My next coherent thought was hearing the sound of gravel as your car drove away. As I rose to walk inside, I caught glimpse of my Wife in the bedroom window.