This story is fiction. It is a fantasy of mine of how I was duped by a beautiful young woman into marrying her so she could have financial domination over me. It's about female domination and mind control and forced gay sex, so if those subjects are not to your liking please stop reading and move on. All subjects are at least 21 years of age.
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I guess it all started when I ran into an ex-classmate while I was doing some grocery shopping at the supermarket. A young knockout named Janice Miller was also shopping at the time we met, and I was quite attracted to her gorgeous, sexy body when I saw her bending over looking at something in an open style freezer compartment. Wearing cut-off Daisy Duke jean shorts, she was a sight for sore eyes as she stood in front of that freezer, feet together, and bending over trying to reach something at the bottom. She was of medium build and could easily be mistaken for super model Ashley Graham.
As I stood about ten feet away and on the other side of the aisle, my dick started to get hard as I gawked at her sexy ass and her absolutely beautiful legs, especially her supple thighs.
When I saw that she was about to straighten up I quickly looked away, although it seemed she was somewhat aware that someone was sneaking peeks at her lovely backside. So I acted as though I had been checking something out in the compartment directly across from where she was.
She then turned around and looked at me and gave me a slight smile almost as if she knew I had been ogling her fine body. We looked at each other for a few moments and then she broke the silence and said to me, "Hi. Isn't your name Joe Williamson and don't I know you from community college?"
Of course, being a man, I had to act as if I was taken by surprise that a young, beautiful woman would even know my name. "Yes!" I said. "I was in school with you, but I'm sorry I can't recall your name." What a lie! Even back in college I was infatuated with her and her dynamite body and her pretty face that could have been right out of a fashion magazine. And for her to even know MY name was unbelievable!
"So how have you been, Joe? How's your wife and kids? Where are you working?" she asked. But then she caught herself and apologized for being rude by asking me all those questions in the middle of the aisle. "Joe, why don't we go sit down at the deli over there and catch up on old times? It'll be much more private for us."
she said.
I glanced at my watch and pretended that I might have somewhere to go. "Janice, I would be glad to," I said to her. "I have a few minutes until I must get back to work." That was another lie since I was off work that day from my job at Wendy's and had all the time in the world to chat. Neither of us had anything in our carts that would thaw so we moseyed on over to the deli area and sat down at a table.
And catch up on old times, I thought to myself. I could only wish I had old times with this sexy thing to catch up on!
"Janice," I said as we got near to the deli area, "what would you like to drink? My treat."
"You don't have to do that, Joe," she said. "After all it was my suggestion to come sit down here. And please call me Jan."
"Okay, Janice, I mean Jan, I understand what you're saying but I would feel real awkward if I let such a pretty woman like you pay for MY drink. So if it's all the same to you let me have the honors." I pulled her chair out for her as she sat down and I got a full close up view of her tanned thighs that seemed to spread like peanut butter.
"Well, then, since you're buying, let me see. I'll have a turkey club sandwich, no onions, a large iced tea, a chicken dinner to take home, and..... No, I'm just kidding! If you would be so kind to just get me a medium iced tea I will be forever indebted to you. Well, maybe not forever! You know what I mean," she said as she smiled and crossed her gorgeous legs. I was hooked!
"One medium iced tea it is, Jan, and I LOVE your sense of humor!" I said back to her, thinking in my mind that's not all I love about her. Her behind was sexy and shapely and her legs were out of this world, but since we were only chatting here for the first time I sure didn't want to come on too strong.
After I got iced teas for both of us I sat down just to her left hoping to see her legs. I've been a legman for as long as I could remember and the sight of gorgeous legs makes me melt. I admired it when a young lady showed off her legs with short shorts like Jan had on. I was infatuated by the smoothness, the softness, of a woman's legs that were toned and tanned, just like Jan's. But so far I had no experience with any because I was still looking for my first relationship with a woman.
"So, Joe, how is your family?" she asked. "Do you have any children? How's your mom and dad and your siblings"
"No, Jan, I'm still single. I just haven't met the right one yet but I hope to someday. So there's no wife, no kids, and no doggies."
"You can still have dogs even if you're not married," she said. "I have a cute little Lhasa Apso and she's adorable. Her name is Mistress."
"Mistress? That's an interesting name for a dog. Why did you name her Mistress?" I asked.
"Oh, I always liked that name for a female." I should have been more aware of what was said about that but I was too much on cloud nine just sitting there talking to one of the most beautiful people I ever knew.
"And how are your parents? And I wasn't sure, do you have any brothers and sisters?"
"No, I'm an only child, And my mom and dad passed away a few years ago, but I'd rather not talk about it yet." I replied.
"Joe, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't know," she softly said.
"That's okay. Perhaps someday I'll share what happened to them. So, Jan, are you married?" I asked her.
