Enchanting Seduction: Over 25 Dirty Sex Stories With Dark Fantasies

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Cassi was a coworker of mine at the outpatient physical therapy clinic I work at. Well, technically, she's kind of my boss because she's a physical therapist, and I'm just a PTA (aka an assistant). But she usually worked at one of our sister locations, so when she did cover a shift at ours, she didn't pull rank on me.

The Macrons are unusual because they are still together, and apparently blissfully content. Is that because Brigitte allowed Emmanuel to spread his wings, and waited a decade before marrying him? Despite their protestations, we will never really know what happened there. Perhaps it is all clean and above board, but the fact remains that she was his teacher and he was her adolescent pupil.To be honest, I was wearing very revealing clothes and torn tights. So I can't blame him. I could see out of the corner of my eye that something in his pants had grown bigger, and I always looked there, missing the whole movie. Suddenly, in the middle of the movie, it hit me: "Why don't I just give him what he wants? It would be so sexy. So I asked him. At first he was a little hesitant, but then he liked the idea.

My first step was to hint to Cassi that I found her attractive. This can take some finesse, but if you can put the idea in a woman's head that you've noticed her--without seeming creepy--often times she'll begin to think about you in the same way. In fact, for many of my conquests, this was pretty much all it took for them to offer themselves to me. To be fair, my looks helped a lot here, but I think even a less attractive man could use this as a solid starting point. I unzipped his pants and went down on him. He began to breathe heavily and tried desperately to muffle his moans. It didn't take long before he came in my mouth, it was very fast, I wanted to spit but there was no place, so I swallowed. After it was done, he thanked me and I left the theater. I didn't even watch the movie to the end. I leaned forward towards Cassi. "I don't know if you know this about me, but I do personal-training on the side. Been doing it for about ten years now. I do a session here at the clinic before opening hours with some other people from work at a discounted rate. If you want, I can give you a free trial just to see if it's something you like?" I just like making my women happy," I shrugged, hoping Cassi caught my subtle undertone. "I appreciate your help." I get that. Have you ever used a personal trainer before? I mean obviously, you're a physical therapist so you don't need the exercise-planning help. But for motivation and coaching?"Cassi eyes widened and she held her hand up to her mouth. "Oh, Ian. I'm so sorry. I completely forgot about it. I got busy last night helping Dan and Michael out with their homework, and it just slipped my mind. I do want to give it a try though. Here, I'm gonna set an alarm so I don't forget this time." verifyErrors }}{{ message }}{{ /verifyErrors }}{{ Last week’s release of Todd Haynes’ film May Decembercoincides with the publication of a rare magazine interview with Brigitte Macron. The film is based on the true story of a woman who began a relationship with her husband when she was 34 and he 12. Emmanuel Macron was 15 when he was seduced by his drama teacher Brigitte, 40. In both, we are invited to consider one of society’s enduring taboos: a relationship between an older woman and an adolescent boy. Cassi shook her head. "Not anymore. I used to, but between work and my family, I found it was easier to just workout from home. We're signed up for a streaming exercise platform, so I just use that now."

Cassi laughed. "Yeah, this is my first time doing Casual Friday. But the only clean scrubs I had left aren't my favorite. So, I decided--jeans it is!"

Seeing Cassi transform like this was an epiphany for me. If Cassi had been hiding herself physically like this, maybe there was more to her personality too than #faithandfamily. I decided to find out. The workday itself was nothing special. Cassi and I worked together some more and ate lunch together again. I hadn't planned on saying anything to her about missing the morning workout, but frustration and curiosity got the better of me. I'll think about it," Cassi said, but I couldn't tell if she meant it or not. Still, I knew there was only so much I could do. The rest would be up to her. I noticed you weren't at the workout session this morning. Decide to pass on my offer? No worries, like I said before. I was just wondering."

And yet, for the rest of the shift, I couldn't stop thinking about Cassi. I wondered how she'd react if she decided to give herself over to me; how her thin body would feel under mine; how she'd react to the pleasure I could give her... The rest of the day was uneventful, but I hoped the seed I planted in Cassi's mind was growing. I knew Cassi was going to be at the clinic with me all next week too, so I was in no hurry. Besides, I knew that if I were going to have a chance at Cassi, I'd need time to work on her first. Let's see. I run quite a bit, and I like hiking too. Disc golf is a lot of fun, but I don't get to do that much anymore. I bake--I've been making our own bread for years now. I like to read..." And so, when Cassi and I were between patients, I casually quipped to her. "I know this is random, but I wanted to tell you that I almost didn't recognize you this morning. Being outside of your normal scrubs, I was like, who is this red-haired woman coming in like she belongs here?" I laughed. "Stephen King? The guy who wrote all those horror stories about killer clowns and killer dogs? You're pulling my leg, aren't you?"As I mentioned, Cassi didn't usually work at my clinic. She filled in once every month or two on average, when another physical therapist needed time off. This is how I'd gone a year knowing Cassi without ever seeing her in anything other than loose scrubs. But one Friday, she had a shift to cover, and instead of her usual scrubs, she came in wearing jeans and a T-shirt. But the biggest secret to sleeping with lots of women is to broaden your standards. I'm thirty-two now, but when I was younger, I only wanted to sleep with 9s and 10s. That was fine for a while, but everything changed one night after I slept with a 6. I won't go into details now, but that night changed my life. At the time, it was the best sex I'd ever had. I couldn't believe how much this 6 had outshone the other objectively more attractive women. I thought maybe it was a one-off, but after a few more 6s, I realized it wasn't. Cassi nodded at me with a mix of approval and respect. "The Shining is great. Fair warning though, it's quite a bit different from the movie. But I think you'll like it." If things had gone differently, it was entirely possible I never even would have given Cassi a second thought. But then Casual Friday happened, and everything changed. At lunch, I made sure to sit across from her, and unlike my usual strategy of avoiding chatting with her at all costs, I initiated a conversation. After some light small talk, I transitioned to my hidden purpose--digging for signs of a real person under Cassi's boring veneer.