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Her smilespread wider. Herteeth were perfect,pearly white andperfectly straight. "Iwould be honored."She laughed delicately."What are myduties, as yourValentine?"

He led herinto a kitchenthat was surprisinglytidy, and deliciouslycool. Through intoa light andairy hallway witha flagstone floor,and finally intoa small room,the air withinheavy with asmell that sherecognised. Old books.Jaq was stunnedas she tookin the sightof shelves full After a bitI suggested wetake our drinksto a quietertable, and shehappily agreed. Theconversation flowed onward,as she askedme about mywork and whereI was from.She also askedabout my weddingring, and Iconfessed that Iwas there withoutmy wife, andthat we weregoing through sometroubles.

He froze whenhe felt myfinger probing hisass hole.

Her daywas far fromover though, asshe'd been invitedaround to herfriend's house tomeet her cousinfrom Sweden. Soafter taking thetime to puton some makeup and ashort dress, shewas ready togo.

"Your hormones," shesaid coolly asshe put thespent hypodermic syringe back into hervest pocket. "Asyou know, theConsent Decree authorizes me to administerfemale hormones ifnecessary to modifyyour behavior. Theshot I justgave you wasmuch, much strongerthan the doseyou got before."She got upand started puttingher jeans backon.

"You didn't askshit, you toldme to godo it," Delyelled.

She shrugged.

A littlelater that day,he returned tohis room tocarry on withhis work. Hefound however thatthis was justnot possible. Thoughtsof Lorna, carnalthoughts, kept comingto him. Heremembered the mostrecent of herteasing, teasing inwhich he hadnot been giventhe opportunity toget what hewanted. Like thetime she hadbeen dressing togo out, hewas not invitedso just layon the bedtalking to heras she gotready. He wasfine until shepulled on thesmallest pair ofpanties she hadin her possession,clipped on ablack suspender belt and then proceededto pull upher legs thesheerest pair ofsilk stockings shehad. This wasso erotic thathis penis beganto make itspresence known. Hehad made agrab for herthen, but sheneatly side-stepped saying"there will betime for thatlater, you'll makeme late." However,it was apparentfrom her smile,that she hadachieved her objectivefor the night.Another occasion waswhen she hadcalled Connor atwork. Her breathingwas erratic andhe could hearin the backgrounda light buzzingsound. On askingher what shewas doing, shereplied that shewas cooking inthe kitchen. ButConnor knew thatsound of old.He knew itwas one ofher vibrators, andknew that asthe sound wasmuffled it couldonly be inone place, thathot wet vagina of hers. Lornahad known thathe would immediatelypick up thissound and wouldthen be thinkingof her forthe rest ofthe afternoon, andof what shewas doing. Butwhenever he confrontedher about masturbationshe would denythat she everdid it. Ofcourse there wasalways the timesthat he gotdressed for workon her sideof the bedand could nothelp but lookat her asshe got out.His cock wouldinvariably swell inerection at thesight of hernakedness. But shewould always pretendnot to noticethis manifestation ofhis appreciation andlust. What withthis latest episode,and the thoughtsof how shehad taunted himwhen they werelast out, bywearing the shortestof skirts withsuspender tights andno knickers. Yetwould not lethim even runhis hands alongher thighs; hadfinally pushed himover the edge.He began tolay his plan.

In the kitchen,Helen spent thenext fifteen minutesdescribing their two-hourjourney to Jim'splace. "And thatbloody lorry driver!Well, I'm surehe was masturbating.He certainly wasn'tshaking a canof orange juice."The girls laughed as Helen explained how a mid-sizedlorry leap-frogged theircar on themotorway, the driverstaring down Helen'schest. "Well, Iguess I didencourage him abit. It washot and theaircon isn't workingproperly, so Ihad opened myblouse. I'd forgottenthat I'm notwearing a bra.Poor sod, hemust have hada hard-on alright!"Helen went on.

Hefelt his ballstighten as hepicked up speedto match herpace. Her mouthhung open inobvious pleasure asshe used herelbows to braceher knees fartherapart, pushing herfeet way upin the air,her fingers drilling,driving deep andhard into hergaping wet pussy.She panted hotly,hips shaking asthe wet fingers of her lefthand rubbed andspread her largelips. He lookedlower and sawher spread asscheeks and asshole.Oh man, whatI'd love todo that withmy tongue. Hefelt a spasmcourse through himas more bloodpumped into hiscock and aline of pre-cumdrooled out ofthe opening atthe tip.

"That, isfor the firsttime you attemptedto get offthe tail gatewhen you thoughtsomeone was coming."

The restraints overher shoulders whippedback with shockingspeed, the armrestsstraightening and thenswinging up andback as thechair dropped her,stomach-clenchingly fast, fromreclined to horizontal,relative to theroom, her legspulled straight andher wrists brought together above herhead. With asudden jolt, gravitywas applied, makingthe horizontal byconvention the horizontalby relative fact.

Afterbreakfast, with thecoffee slurped fromthe floor andegg on myface he leadsme outside toour screened inporch area wherewe have asandbox. It lookslike a neighborshould be ableto see inbecause I cansee out. ButI have triedit and thesun reflecting offthe screen makesit impossible. Thisis good becausewhat happens eachmorning is humiliatingenough.

"I've missed youso badly, Taylor.I've never wantedanything so muchin my life.When you left,I thought Iwas going todie and thenwhen your mothercalled me, gloatingover the lossof our child... " Thetears in hiseyes reflected inthe moonlight. "Ithought I'd losemy mind."

Carole's heartwas fluttering asshe removed herjacket, then herlong dark business skirt. Her fingerstrembled as sheunbuttoned the cream-coloredblouse. Her brawas a whitelace affair, sexybut functional. Shepulled her slipto the floorthen she steppedout of herheels and peeledoff her pantyhose.

"Youwant to seeit cum?"

You giveme a roughkiss and atthe same timerip open myblouse, amazingly withouttearing any buttons.You push meup against thewall, holding myhands above myhead with onehand, and continuingthe knead andpull at mybreast with theother. You nipat my neck,following a traildown to myleft breast. Youtake the tendernipple in yourmouth, first suckingand licking it,then without warningyou bite down,nibbling on it.I cry out,and that urgesyou on more.Your hand ison that breastnow while yourmouth is onthe other, givingthe same treatmentto that breastand nipple. Mycries only feedyour energy asyou move slowlydown my stomachto the edgeof my skirt.You let goof my breastlong enough toroll my skirtup to revealmy wet pussy.

"Ithink I canprotect the familyhonor until Nawazlearns to fuckyou well."

of them,wall to walland ceiling tofloor, books. Inone corner ofthe room stood a beautifully elegant table, the woodrich and redwith years ofloving care andbeeswax polish, onwhich the glowingblue phone seemedviolently out ofplace.

Whipppp! "AHHHH!"I made asupreme effort tokeep in placefor that one.

Shegiggled and said,"You couldn't provethat by thefuckings you giveout."

We hung up.An hour laterthere was aknock on thedoor. I openedit and Sarahstood just outside with a suitcaseand a garmentbag. When Ifirst met Sarahsome eight orso years beforeI was captivatedby her petiteform. She alwayskept her hairquite short andalways seemed tobe showing just a hint oflace covering herbreasts. Now shewas standing atmy doorway alreadydealing mentally withthe fact thatas of nowI was herhusband. She waswearing a shortskirt and greensilk blouse. Thelace of herbra was barelyvisible. I tookthe bags fromher and tookthem into mybedroom.

I turned toLydia, "I'm sorry.I didn't meanto piss youoff. She's prettycool, you know."Silently telling herI knew theywere lovers andI approved.

"Ron, againI'm so sorry."he croaked atme as hewent by lookingfearful that Imight take somephysical action againsthim.

Then, as Iprepared myself fora deep thrust that would fillmy palate withcock, I glanceddown at thefloor to noticea set abare toes standing in the doorway!

Sheexcused herself, tooabruptly, and lockedherself in abathroom stall. Shedidn't puke, likeshe thought shewould. Her smoketasted like driedcabbage. Slowly, overthe time ittook to finishthe cigarette, shesaw that, regardlessof whether shewas implicated ornot, life wouldnever be thesame.

"He's out likea light." Shesaid trying tocatch her breath.She turned andclosed the twobi-fold doors. Shehad the samethoughts I had.

'Hmmm, let methink, spend everyday in thisparadise or spendit playing hide and seek withthose thrill suckers'she said, herbrow creased ina comedy expressionof deep thought.

Ifollowed him ashe hobbled backto the house,still bent overat a ninety-degreeangle and holdinghis spine. Ihad forgotten allabout the girlsfor the moment,so when Toddentered the housefirst, my bodystiffened with shock.If Lana wasin there andstill naked onthe floor, Iwas done for.

"Youbetter stop," hemuttered between kisses,"Or you aregonna get mepast the pointof no return."

"Don'tworry about it,"Donna said, standingup quickly, asmile, still onher face. "It'sjust a lonelywoman's fantasy. MaybeI better go."

Itwas sprinkling rain,and while itwas a warmnight, I justfelt that Icould not goon without goingback and atleast offering hera ride. believeme when Isay that Idid this forthe most altruisticof reasons. Ihad gotten agood look atthis woman andshe was definitelynot the hot,sexy fantasy hitch-hikerthat we allhope to findsomeday. I justknew that Iwould hope thatsomeone would offera ride tomy sister ormother if theywere in sucha predicament.