Dinner

Not wanting to waste any time with idle chatter and burning time doing nothing, you decide to bump time forward to dinner. At seven you two sit down at your dining room table, and with wine and pizza catch up on old times.

After a while of listening to Liz tell a story, about when the two of you got caught doing something or other, you start pushing new thoughts into her head; "Doesn't Steve look handsome? isn't he a handsome man? You want to please him, you want to make him smile, and laugh. His touch comforts you, more than that, it turns you on. whenever his eyes meet yours you feel a strong sense of connection, like the two of you have a spark." After a while the effects become more visible, she becomes much more open about her past, going so far as to tell you about her previous relationships and even sexual experiments. she glances at you from time to time across from the table, and her body language implies more of an attraction than of friendship.

"Ah that felt good." you say finishing off the last of your meal, "I'll just clean this away-"

"No, please, let me." she interupts, with a slight mischevious smirk on her face. as she takes the plate from your side, first mind you, she bends right over your lap, giving you ample view of her buttocks. She takes extra time in placing each knife and fork on the plate, and stacking it, all the while giving you a fantastic show of her perfect form. 'I could grow to like this power!' you think to yourself as she wisks them away to the kitchen, before returning. she walks past you ever so slowly, and for but a moment lingers, almost inviting you to take her by the hand and grab hold of her.

Sitting back down you both continue to talk about childhood hijinks and friends and family from over the years. Over more glasses of wine you lock eyes a few times, and on one occasion you see her noticably redden as you run the tip of your finger around your glass before drinking from it.

You push into her mind, "Your becoming hot, horny and hot, he's just so sexy, you want him now, you can barely stand it, but let him make the first move, fight back, it makes you feel even sexier when a man exerts control over you."

Standing up from the table you go and sit down on one of the leather couches in your Living room. she follows and you signal for her to join you. she bites her bottom lip a little, before walking over to you and settling down, your eyes lock and her breathing quickens for but a moment.

what next?