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“Jim? How’s your sex life?”

The question came like a shot, a bolt out of the azure blue. I almost swerved over into the fast lane, but kept it steady.

It was early on a Monday in September. The black sedan I piloted made its way up I-95 North through the Virginia woods, maybe an hour south of Richmond, headed towards DC. Charlene occupied the bucket seat beside me. She had been my office partner, as Sales Director, for the last three years. In my role as Business Operations Director, we had had several occasions over her tenure to travel together to various locales. None of these sites or situations lent themselves to pleasure or romance; it was all business getting there, spending time there, and leaving. It wasn’t as if I thought there should ever be an opportunity for any hanky-panky or anything like that; Charlene had been married 12 years, and me for 18, although my 18 years were hardly the model of marital bliss. Nevertheless, I never seriously considered pursuing anything more than a personal or friendly relationship with Charlene. I had no reason to; she had never been anything less than a professional young woman, and I’d taken great care not to ogle or make any off-color remarks when I was with her. I did find her gorgeous to the extreme; a blue-eyed blonde who always ended up with the great football player in college. She had a way of wearing these skirts, showing off a terrific pair of legs. But hey—if you’re going anywhere in business, you’d better learn to work with pretty women without constantly wondering what they are like in bed.

A virtuous woman discovers mutual masturbation.

“This is the Sequel to Danielle’s Discovery. This story is purely a work of fiction, and any resemblance to any real person is simply amazing. All characters are 18 years or older.”

For the past week I had chickened out. Every morning after Jacob left for work I had gotten ready, but couldn’t bring myself to go find the person responsible for the story that I kept hidden in my drawer.

Every night for the past week I had made love to Jacob, but each time I was left wanting. I still hadn’t seen Jacob erect, but my hand had memorized every inch of his cock. I had managed to give him one more hand job, and had gotten out of bed almost immediately and went into the bathroom. I saw what his seed looked like; I had looked in the mirror, as my tongue liked it off of my hand. I had reached down and masturbated as I licked the thick white seed from my fingers. My orgasm was so intense I almost fell over. I felt so dirty after, I crept back into bed, I couldn’t sleep, I kept seeing my reflection in the mirror, my tongue darting out, licking at my finger, sucking on it pretending it was Jacob’s cock in my mouth, and that he had shot his seed into my mouth. I wanted so badly to feel his cock in my mouth, but I was afraid to tell him, or to initiate it.

She’s fantasizing about you.

It hit me again. It hit me while sitting in class, trying to concentrate on what the prof was saying, but to no avail. I innocently thought about the way you look hunching over slightly to peruse the kitchen pantry. Then, BOOM, it hit me, and I wanted you so badly that it took my breath away.

But you’re far away. You had no idea that this fierce wanting overtook all coherent thought. And I had to sit through another five hours of classes. I thought about taking matters into my own hands in the bathroom stall, but I wanted to enjoy every sensation. I wanted to savor every moan that broke upon my lips. I wanted to be able to whisper your name, and feel your hands on me. There’s not one feeling better to me in this world… you on me. Any part of you on me… oh, it makes me want to slide my hands over my body just thinking about it.

So horny, so needy, whats a girl gonna do?

Tonight is the night, I told myself. You have been gone for weeks and I feel so lonesome, not sure what I will do but something has to give. I need some release, need sex to satisfy the itch that is driving me to distraction. It would be so easy, to go out to one of the local meet market bars, go meet someone. Most of the men I met and was attracted to in my single days were more than willing to scratch my itch. I carefully consider what to wear, I wonder, can I really do this, go pick up a man for sex? I know I probably can’t, because I really do want to wait for you, but just thinking about it gets me very hot and I begin to daydream about it, standing there naked in front of the mirror.

Cathy has Mike put on a show for Jen.

Mike and Cathy had been together about 6 months and life was good for them. Jen and Russ had been together a few years and life was not so good for them. Jen was not being satisfied by Russ which gave her an excuse to have an affair every now and then. The four of them would go out to local bars together or sometimes hang out at one of their houses for the evening. They often traded porno movies but never watched them as a foursome. Recently, Jen was hanging out with Mike and Cathy without Russ.

Sexual arousal overwhelms reluctance.

*Chapter 2: Seduction*

SATURDAY: JENN EXPLORES HER SEXUALITY

I woke up Saturday morning to find the sun shining through the curtainless windows, with one of my hands on Jenn’s boobs, and with one of Jenn’s hands holding my sticky penis and balls. She was already awake and was trying to arouse me! I pretended to be asleep, and she carefully twisted around on the bed so that she could examine my penis closely.

Jenn held her face just inches from my body as she fondled and explored me. Her innocent curiosity coupled with her touching immediately caused my penis to become fully erect. She caressed and rubbed it, a look of wonder and excitement on her face. Then she began to mimic what I had done when I jacked off, and as I peeked at her naked body through my slitted eyes, I felt the pressure at the base of my penis quickly building.