It had been one long week since my last private "lesson" with Jason. I had found myself laying in bed next to my husband but thinking about young Jason. His hard, muscular body, especially as he was on top of me. My hand went between my legs and with my husband asleep next to me I worked myself to a quiet orgasm as thoughts of Jason filled my mind. What was wrong with me? I tried to resist but within two weeks found myself at his apartment, this time attacking him as I knew what I wanted. I forced him down onto the weight bench and secured his body and wrists tightly using the straps and belts that were laying around. It was my turn to have my way with him, and have him my way! c