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For the past several months, Kendra and I have been chatting and sharing fantasies between one another. Even though both of us are in committed relationships, we really enjoy discussing different thoughts and scenarios. For a few months, Kendra knew when she talked about her dominant side, it always got my attention and my juices flowing. Recently, I shared a fantasy I’ve had for a while, where another woman would enjoy controlling me but it also included a taboo situation like the woman would be my assistant or we shared the same circle of friends where it would add a little more spice with the risk of someone figuring it out. As we talked, I went through several thoughts and possible scenarios to gauge Kendra’s interest. As we discussed different options, I could tell the concept got her mind racing but she caught me off guard when she said, “You only want me to do this because you want to have a chance to turn me on and fuck me.”Kendra flustered me with the comment and I replied, “While that does sound like a fun idea, I think it would be hot as hell if you just controlled me and enjoyed tormenting and teasing me.” She quickly responded, “But why would you do it, what’s in it for you?” After a second, I confessed, “I know it might sound really weird, but if you really got turned on by controlling me, it would turn me on so much, even if I didn’t get anything physical from you.” After a while, we changed the topic and I figured it was just another topic we chatted about and went by the wayside. However, about a week later, we were texting when I was on the road traveling almanbahis for work. She told me she was at a party earlier, and I could tell from her spelling that she was pretty intoxicated. After about twenty minutes of chatting, a text came through, “I have to run, but if your phone rings in a few minutes, answer it but don’t say anything.” I texted back, “Why?” but there was no reply. I just assumed Kendra was messing with my head, because we joked about phone sex. When the phone didn’t ring for about thirty minutes, I drifted off to sleep. As soon as I got off to sleep, my phone rang and startled me. I saw Kendra’s number on Caller ID. I was about to say hello, but remembered what she said, so I just clicked answer. The phone was silent for about ten seconds, and I was ready to hang up and then I heard, “Honey, come in the bedroom now, I’m so horny, and I need to be fucked bad.” My heart skipped a beat when I heard that and then I heard a whisper on the phone, “I am going to fuck my husband, and I want you to listen until we’re done,” and then I heard a male voice come into the room. For the next forty-five minutes, I listened to everything she did, starting with her dropping to her knees to blow him and having him go down on her. The sounds were a little hard to pick up, but she was very vocal and I heard a lot of comments, words and sounds. I didn’t know how she normally was, but I assumed she was putting on more of a show so I heard it. After a lot of foreplay, I heard, “I need to come so bad, fuck me so hard and fill me with your come.” Then I heard more male almanbahis yeni giriş grunting, then a female squeal of delight for over a minute and then the phone went silent for a little over a minute. Then, the call disconnected. My mind was racing a million miles a minute, and I had a raging erection from listening to that. Kendra always told me she was a voyeur and liked listening and being heard, but I never thought I would hear anything like that. I was really turned on and pushed my boxers down, getting ready to take care of myself; then a text came in. “Did you hear that?” “Yes, Kendra, I did. Wow, what got into you?” “I don’t have time to talk, I need to go back and get more. I’m so horny now. It was so intense knowing you were listening. Did it turn you on?” “God yes, Kendra, I’m throbbing now, about ready to take care of myself.” “Don’t you masturbate! Don’t get yourself to orgasm while you’re on the road, or I’ll be disappointed. I gotta go, I need to be fucked again.” Then the texts stopped. My mind was spiraling out of control, and several times I started to take care of myself, but for some reason I stopped. I knew she wouldn’t haven’t known if I did it, but I kept replaying the comment, “I’d be disappointed,” in my head, and I didn’t for the next three days. It was a long few days, because when I was traveling; that was usually a time I did take care of myself, because I had plenty of freedom and time after work. As I was at the airport waiting for my flight home, a text popped up, “Did you jerk off thinking of me getting fucked so good the other almanbahis giriş night?” I responded, “No, it was really hard not to, but I didn’t.” The next text said, “Hard! I bet something was hard. LOL. Were you really serious about me teasing and tormenting you for a night? I thought about that these past few days, thinking how turned on you were, and it was pretty hot.” “Yes, I’m serious.” “Okay, I might consider it but it will be totally under my rules. There will be no touching or fooling around with me at all. I get to ask you for whatever I want, but I will keep it discreet. You have the option of saying no to a request, but if you do, the game is over. Do you understand and agree?” I responded, “Yes I understand.”Kendra caught me off guard, and the topic changed very quickly. We were talking about the trip, work and other more normal stuff while I was at the airport and after I got home.The following Friday, a bunch of people were going to a house party with some friends. As I was getting ready, a text came in, “See you tonight. I want you to wear a pair of loose fitting khaki pants. Tonight is the night. Be ready.” I responded back, “What do you mean?” and there was no reply. I was already dressed, but I made an excuse to go change from jeans to the khaki pants. My heart was racing, wondering what was going on and what might happen. As I was about to get in the car, another text comes in. “Tonight I am the focus of your entire attention. I want you to make sure I’m in your sight all night long. You can talk to me at times, but you will not monopolize my time. To make sure you’re paying enough attention, any time my drink is down to a third left or less, you must find an excuse to refill it for me. If it ever gets empty, I’ll take that as you’re not into this and don’t want to focus on me.
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