After my last interaction with Shannon I went home and replayed the evening and came by my own hand again. She was driving me crazy. Days went by and I ached to see her but it just didn't happen. I got busy with life and tried to imagine things like leaving the condo complex and getting back into "normal" life since there was a serious element of this obsession that scared the hell out of me and I was also losing connections to my normal social circle.
During this period without Shannon, I had some occasion to run into Danielle who was becoming quite flirtatious and she was a hot little redhead number which I clearly had a preference for. It was all fairly innocent until one evening she showed up at my door quite upset. I invited her in asking what the matter was and she unloaded to me that her husband had left her. I offered her a drink and a seat so she could feel comfortable.
Of course I just tried to listen and asked how I could help and she said she was here mainly because she might need some flexibility with the rental payment until things got sorted out. I assured her that I could manage this and she was quite grateful and got up to give me a big hug, one that seemed way to close and went on too long until she looked up and said that it had been a long time since anyone had held her like that.
I have to sheepishly admit that I had a complete hard on as she maintained her body hug, and I can't imagine that she could not feel it as she increased the pressure she reached up to open her mouth to give me a something else to think about.
I disengaged reluctantly saying that I did not want to take advantage of her circumstances even though she was a remarkably attractive woman. She seemed to accept that and said yes perhaps another time would be more appropriate and quickly left.
I was a little taken aback by this interaction but felt comfortable that I did the right thing. The next day I received another command performance text from Shannon to show up that evening.
As I was knocking on her door, always conscious now even more that Danielle"s condo was across the way, Shannon answered the door again in full business attire and ordered my into her place and told me to take a seat. She did not sit down and instead stood over me, hands on hips, saying that she was disappointed in me.
My questioning look prompted her to fill on the blanks by saying that I was mean to her good friend who was in need of some comforting and this was not ok. I stammered to defend myself but she put her hand up to stop me and simply said that I needed to be reminded that I was here to do her bidding and that she had invited Danielle over to make sure I made amends.
At that moment Danielle showed up at her door and was invited in and stood next to Shannon looking so hot in her little summer dress but with a more serious and determined look on her face. No more the victim it would appear.
Shannon enlightened me that Danielle was her good friend who had been badly treated by her husband and that we men needed to know that they were not going to accept this from us. Once again I started to offer my rebuttal and was told to just listen and do as I am told and as I glanced over at she had a look on her face that was quite surprised but also had a small smirk that told me she was clearly enjoying me being put in this position.
Shannon explained to Danielle that I was a male who knew his place and his role with regard to women but sometimes even I needed to be dealt with firmly or my natural male instincts would kick in.
She said that while I had great potential, I was still in training on what my role with women is and will be. This was likely all performative since I assumed that Danielle had already been tuned in to my relationship with Shannon and given the look on her face she was enjoying me being put in my place quite a bit.
