The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Wednesday June 13, 2018

“Like, oh my gawd, look at my big titties!” Denise cried out as she leaned against the empty dressing table.

She turned to the mirror and her jaw dropped even more, “Thats, like, totally not me!” her sing song voice echoed through out the lavish room that surrounded her.

Looking down at her flowing blonde hair, her endless legs and her platform stiletto’s she was wearing sent her head spinning and she placed her other hand on the table to steady herself.

She blinked several times, it was all wrong, though she couldn’t quite remember *why* it was wrong.

As hard as she tried she didn’t seem to be able to picture herself any other way, even though she knew she had never looked like this before.

“Like, what the fudge is going on!” she said aloud and scrunched her forehead… fudge wasn’t the right word was it?

Wasn’t there another word she should have used instead?

She shook her head, sending her hair flying before placing her fingers on her temples and rubbing them as she closed her eyes.

She tried to remember yesterday, or the day before that, but it was all just pink and hazy.

“What’s the matter Dee?” a man’s voice rang out and her eyes sprung open to see a man’s reflection in the mirror as he stood in the doorway at the other side of the bedroom. He had on only a light house coat and a pair of slippers.

“Like… Den… Den… Dee’s so confused!” she said as a pout formed on her lips and she turned around as he walked towards her.

“Oh Dee, have you been trying to think again?  You know that gives you terrible headaches.” he said as he stood in front of her and smiled.

It was true, her head was pounding, but it wasn’t because she was trying to think was it?  Thinking was good right?

Before she could say anything to counter him, his arm wrapped around her waist, his hand landing firmly on her ass, and a moan escaped her lips followed by a giggle.

His touch was heavenly!  It sent shivers up her spin right in to her head where they exploded in pink showers of sparkles and stars!

“See how much better *not* thinking is Dee?” he said, but once more before she formed any words, he pulled in her tight to him and kissed her full on the lips.

Without a thought she pushed up against him and probed his mouth with her tongue as his other hand found her other ass cheek and squeezed them both.

A small orgasm washed over her as his hands flowed up her back and then gently pushed down on her shoulders.  Her body sunk down and her lips naturally wrapped around his exposed dick as he parted his house coat.

Her head bobbed up and down the length of his shaft as her mind filled with pink bliss with each stroke.

“See Dee, it’s so much better not think.  What did all that thinking in your old life as CEO get you?  Certainly not any cock, that’s for sure and you love cock don’t you Dee?”

Dee couldn’t agree more with him even if she wanted to, the cock buried deep in her throat was making her so wet that she wondered if her panties might be soaked all the way through!

But of course, when her fingers reached her sopping wet pussy, they found no panties to be concerned about and so they instead found their way inside of her causing even more plesure to assult her brain.

When his cum hit the back of her throat, her orgasm exploded and her whole body shook violently from the force of it.

She loved cock so much!  Right then and there she committed herself to never thinking again and when he pulled his dick out from between her lips, Dee just giggled and said thank you to the glorious cock in front of her.

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