I stripped, wrapped a towel around gaypersonals my waist and went
exploring. After walking the long corridor of the second floor I went
to the first and found the wet area. I had a long slow shower.
Was I sure that Jim's conversion was now irreversible? I told him that in another week or two it would be, that with his help there
could be no going back for Jim ever. What he had to do was quite simple -- audit
Jim's books at the bank.
The feeling of large strong hands and arms on
him aroused him ... as Mike and Andre had earlier. "I gaypersonals saw you three earlier, so I knew you'd want it."
He was naked within seconds and feeling the mans mouth
all over him, his fingers sliding inside him and soon
he was yelling as his asshole was opening up. "It's ok ... let it out ... it'll feel good in a
minute!"
And true to the man's promise the feeling of a cock
sliding in and out of him did feel good.
My
perfumed fairy princess was developing nicely. On a warm spring day on a Friday, I remember, his Mistress forced a crisis. She
sent him to a boutique to buy a rather cute cocktail dress she'd seen, and a
simple cotton frock to use as a house dress as well as a smart-looking woman's
pin-striped suit, with pinched short jacket and straight skirt, for a day at the
office.
I asked her if she wanted my hand
in her. She whimpered that she didn't think she could take it. That she was
exausted.
