Mind controlled Janice Pt. 102 - Sex Stories

Mind controlled Janice Pt. 102

The day began with heavy showers and the sky was dull and overcast. There was a cool breeze. Rivers of water ran down into the gutters of the street – it was by no means a summery day at all, not a sandals day. I had decided to wear sensible shoes appropriate for the climatic conditions and sensible shoes for driving.

Arrived at Wayne’s around 10.15am I had made my way through one or two heavy showers along the journey. Wayne was sat in his front room when I knocked upon his door. He came to greet me opening his door and inviting me in enquiring as to how my journey had been and how I was. I was warmly welcomed in. I sat on a chair to take off my shoes. To calm my nerves after the motorway driving Wayne put the kettle on and made us both a welcome cup of tea. I asked how he was? He paid me a compliment and said he liked my top. Wayne was wearing a cream and blue/red check shirt. I handed Wayne a present of homemade blackberry and apple jam, homemade apple chutney and a bottle of claret wine. He thanked me warmly and commented on the homemade labels. We looked through the kitchen window as he asked whereabouts I had parked. I noticed there were two or three mounds of brown earth upon his lawn – moles he confirmed, tunnels heading towards and beyond the crab apple tree which was heavily laden with ripe fruit. The brew was made so he ushered us through to the lounge where he beckoned me to sit by his side on the sofa. There were fresh flowers in a glass vase and everything ...

... looked sparkling clean and tidy. Wayne enquired as to what I’d been doing that week and we both chatted. He gently pulled me closer to have a cuddle. He remarked that I looked nervous as I surveyed the room - it looked somewhat bigger than I remembered. Not much has changed rooms emptier, less clutter he clarified. Wayne confirmed that as he had suggested, we would have an outing to Nostell Priory and Parkland between the showers.

We kissed and gave each other the biggest, warmest hug. Wayne looked tired, he suggested we go upstairs to his bedroom for a quick one which we did as he led the way. Ah, how to pass the time with a close friend on a rainy day. he had decorated his bedroom and changed the fabric of the curtains and quilt covers. He said I looked tense. Wayne knows I like to be sensual, the pleasure of the body rather than just the mind. Kissing and caressing my body, stroking, touching and feeling he made a comment as to my silky smooth skin (Spa lotion), to smell and to taste as he slowly undressed me running his hands around my silky panties (jeans would rub without them when driving) whilst sucking my nipples and licking with his tongue he ran his hands around my firm, round breasts whilst I followed suit. The hairs on his chest rubbed against my breasts as we came closer, he liked this. Two fingers were used to bring me to a climax. I knew there was more to come. Time for a walk I think.

Downstairs, he picked up his blue jumper it was soaking wet from his ...