This is the second part of "Losing Control". I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your feedback.
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"You have a new e-mail," my computer told me. I froze because I knew what was coming (figuratively, not literally). I slowly moved my mouse to the e-mail and click. One line - Come to the front door, come naked, 6:30PM. Being ST I figured it would be dark and I would be safe. (Read on).
I pulled into her driveway at 6:15 and contemplated my options - stay or go. Stay won. I stripped in the car and threw my clothes into the back seat. 5 minutes to go. I looked at the front door and the outside light was off, so far so good. The anticipation of the next few minutes in full view of everybody had my heart racing and my dick as hard as a rock. I stepped out of the car, thankful it was dark outside, locked the car and headed to the front door. I was half way there, with my dick pointing the way and my nipples backing it up and the front light went on. Not just a door light but the motion detecting flood lights. Talk about a deer in the headlights - I froze, thinking what next. I moved forward to the door (no choice - I'd rather anyone in the street see my butt, not my raging hard-on) and rang the bell. I could hear movement inside and a soft voice saying, "Wait a sec". (Where was I going?) The lock clicked and the know turned and there she stood dressed very conservatively in jeans and an old shirt. Now I was lit from the back and framed by the light coming through the door. She looked me up and down slowly and uttered Mae West's famous words, "A hard man is good to find! Come in".