I realized the other day, I can't stop myself. Let me explain. I was busy at home and then, out of nowhere I heard a knock at the door. I was annoyed and went to the door. A man stood there, he was an older guy, maybe in his fifties or perhaps even older. I didn't know him but he said he was sent to me by a friend. I vageuly remembered talking to a friend once about him having me meet one of his friends; but it had totally slipped my mind and I wasn't expecting anyone to drop by without letting me know first.
I started telling him that I was busy and really could not see him right now. Then I realized that while I was saying this, I began to unbotton my blouse. With each word I spoke, telling the stranger to go away, another button was coming open. It was like my body and mind were not on the same page. I was inviting him in with my body and telling him I was busy with my mind and words. Soon, he said "let's talk about it inside" and he entered.
Before long I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. I'm now just a programmed machine, serving any men that show up at my door.