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Katie starts out the agreement by getting prepared.

She was the first one there, but that was what was expected of her. Adam Dixon had made it a point that she was to be on the bed, openly exposed and ready for him to enjoy. Katie Wilcox looked around the motel room and smirked. She’d be ready. She was already wet. She’d been wet since the “incident” occurred and the Jewelry Store Security Guard made his “offer.” She was all for being the pet to the retired cop. She didn’t care and in the end she’d have her rock.

As she slipped her shoes off and headed to the shower, disrobing as she went, she thought of the ring she’d had in her pocket for all of thirty seconds. It had been a gorgeous diamond and emerald bauble, one she had wanted desperately. She still didn’t know what had caused her to pocket the gems, but she did. Her fingers pushed her jeans off, leaving her pink thong and tight bra the only things left to shed when she remembered to grab her buddy from her purse. Katie turned around and dug through the small bag and pulled out her ten-inch toy. She grinned and tossed the toy on the bed, before heading back to the bathroom.

We learn more of Curtis’ attacker.

“*****This story will make more sense if you read “Her plans fall together” first. ”

Back at work after a red-eye night of driving home, she kept quiet and feigned illness. She felt as if everyone she spoke to knew about what she’d done.

“How do they know? Could they see it? Had Curtis recognized her? No…no! of course not. He doesn’t even know my name.”

She poured herself a cup of tasteless hospital coffee and headed up to the top floor (the second floor) to begin her rounds.

“No one would suspect the good doctor. “

Home alone and taking things ‘in hand’.

It was Saturday and I was home alone, the girls out shopping or something. I checked to see if there was anything on TV but other than reruns of reruns, there wasn’t. Not even any exciting sports. I looked through the paper but nothing caught my eye. I headed for the kitchen. Nothing inspired me. I grabbed a glass of ice water and left the kitchen.

I headed upstairs, looking for something to do. Becca kept a clean house, so there wasn’t anything to pick up or put away. I thought about calling Kyle to see if he wanted to do anything but since it was a weekend, his wench of a girlfriend would be hanging out with him and there was no way I wanted to be around her.

Wife masturbates on the ride home.

“Do me a favor.”

She turned to me and her face had that expression that meant, “Yes, Dear?”

“Pull your pants down and play with your pussy for me.”

We were riding through the quite countryside. After a trip into the city for dinner, we were now making our way back home.

Her first reactions were more of the “Are you kidding me?” variety. But then she reached over to the console and picked up the heavy glass that held a rum and cola drink. Pulling it to her lips her eyes stared straight into mine.

Sandy takes subway ride of her dreams.

Sandy stepped out of the shower, dried herself and turned on the radio while doing her hair and putting on her makeup. Her husband Dean was already off to work, and Sandy had the day off. “Another pressure cooker for New Yorkers today” announced the DJ. “Expect highs in the mid 90 degrees plus with humidity at 88 percent. City officials are concerned about the safety of the elderly and advise that you call them if you know of anyone that may need assistance due to ill health. The state power authority is also asking everyone with air conditioners to be sparing in order to prevent brownouts. The rest of you in radioland just get used to it-that’s what being a New Yorker is all about in July.”

With you on her mind.

Let me tell you about this morning…… not sure if it was a dream…. or the good nights sleep…. or just my wandering mind…. but I woke up this morning, with a very clear picture of you sitting naked on the futon…. I was kneeling down with your cock in my mouth…. tears rolling down the side of my cheeks because I was thrusting it deep into my throat….looking up and seeing the look of pleasure on your face… feeling your hands in my hair…. pulling through it as you pushed my face down while simultaneously pushing your hips up….

Shy wife gets bolder with a strap-on.

Some time ago, I had a girlfriend who was really into sex, including some kinky stuff. Anal, threesomes with another woman, pretty wild stuff for a conservative guy like me. She was great, but we eventually broke up.

I’ve been married for a few years, and thought that the kinky stuff was all over. My wife is hot as hell, and the sex is great, but she’s kind of shy in the sex department. Or so I thought.

A while ago, we received an adult product catalog, and flipped through it together. She meekly asked what I would think if she bought some stuff from the catalog, her face turning red. I grinned, and told her I was all for it, thinking she wanted to see a sex movie or maybe get a vibrator or some sexy underwear. Two months went by, and I figured she had either forgotten all about it, or had chickened out. Then one weekend I was really surprised!

A single, horny woman finds ways to relax.

I needed to relax. I had such a stressful week at work and I needed to unwind. What I desperately wanted was to be fucked long and hard but unfortunately I was single and had no prospects. I was alone in my apartment, which was unusual because I have 3 roommates. I had been thinking about sex all day and all that was on my mind was the 8″ hot pink g-spot vibrator hiding under my bed. I hadn’t used it awhile and I was craving it.

I could feel that I was wet. I quickly got undressed and sprawled out on my bed. It was nice being alone, admiring my beautiful naked body. I lightly ran my fingers over my breast and softly squeezed it, how I wish it was a strong man’s hand. I held my hand out straight and grazed my fingers over my erect nipple. I could feel the tingling sensations in my clit, begging for a touch. With my fingers I started to squeeze and pull on my nipple, loving the way it felt. I wish I could have a man slightly nibbling and sucking on it lightly flicking it ever so slightly with his tongue, but my own touch would have to do.

She’s surprise guest at all male circle jerk (CFNM).

Sandy was standing in her bra and panties brushing out her silky, blonde hair with long even strokes. She had lost count on how many strokes she had applied so far, and smiled nervously at herself in the mirror.

She was getting dolled up for a special treat this evening. Her friend, Graham, had called her earlier in the week and told her to reserve a spot in her social calendar for this coming Saturday evening.

When Sandy asked what was so special, Graham said, “Remember that conversation we had a few weeks back over drinks at the Rusty Pump,- - when we somewhat drunkenly talked about our fantasies?”

On long flight, you do what you have to do.

“These stories are meant for people who are Adults. If you are not at least 18 years old, or are offended by erotic or sexual material, please do not read.

I post the entire story each time so that people do not ask me to send them the earlier parts each time. The story is a work in progress that sometimes changes in addition to being added to. If you like the story please let me know. Thanks, Lynne”

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Plane flights can be so boring, especially when you have to take them on your own.