Her Secret Fantasies

I sank into the chair at my desk and sighed in relaxation. I had just got back from my lunch break, which had involved more dashing around for my employer than it had actual lunch. I sat forward to look at my computer and saw that I had three new emails. The first, a complaint that I was taking too long at lunch - deleted. The second, an advert for penis enlargement - also deleted. And the third, I was happy to see, was from my best friend, Emma.

"Hey hun, how come you took so long at lunch? Where were you? Preparing for a randy night with Mark?"

I replied quickly: "Randy night? I wish. I'm telling you, there is nothing I wouldn't give for a real man. You know, one who actually takes charge and tells you what to do in the bedroom."

This was a topic we'd talked about many times - Emma was no stranger to my desire to be dominated, and my frustration that no man seemed willing to fulfil it for me. She glanced over at me and smiled in sympathy, and soon I got a message from her. At almost the same time, I got another one. I clicked on it in surprise - it was from Jason, a very shy man who I rarely spoke to. When I read it I blushed bright red in embarrassment and shock.

"Domination? I could teach you a thing or two about that. Come to my house on Friday night and we'll see just how far your desires go."

I deliberated for a moment, completely unsure of what to do next. My fingers hovered over the O and K keys, but I didn't know whether or not to press them.