
A Great Submission-Part 2
Hundo Expansion Craving, Submission, and Foxes
Steve invited me to respond to his part 1, to keep the story going.
A glance out into the lobby showed me a tall, lean silver fox type handing his manuscript to my secretary. I licked my lips in anticipation. Hearing him say that he spent his best hours in his chair in an effort to please me woke up my clitoris. She danced in my panties, ready for her rainstorm.
After Helen sent him to wait in the outer office, I walked up to her desk and she handed me the impassioned writings of the Silver Fox. Somehow, I couldn’t wait to read it. Was it because I saw the author surreptitiously from the doorway?
I read through his writing, and felt connected to him. Yes, he wrote this for me, just for me. His desire, his craving, his need, were all in here, and only needed my touch to set his blood on fire.
“Helen. Call him back in please and send him right to my office.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” I heard her reply as I stepped into my executive bathroom to check myself out. Black lacy bra, matching panties, silk thigh highs, high black heels. I applied a small dab of perfume at my breast, behind each knee, and then pinched my cheeks. Ready.
I felt nervous suddenly. What if his words were just words and I had read too much into them? Would he think me a wanton woman? A romantic fool? What did he mean when he said, “Only my touch will unleash her inner passions”
There was only one way to find out. Silver Foxes like him don’t happen by every day!



