Would you?"He was already tearing at his own clothes. He stopped. "Oh, that would be wonderful. I better lock the door. Ha, ha. How could I forget tha...?"He ran to the door and locked it. I was standing up, taking off my clothes. He watched me, never saying a word. It made me a little nervous the way he stared. What did I expect? Why would that make me nervous considering what was coming next? Anyway, I started chattering.Off came my blouse. "I don't know about your libido theory, Dr. Button.". He had rushed into things with other women in the past, and in the endhis relationships only turned sour. Sarah seemed special to him. He wasafraid of ruining it with her.It was strange how this relationship was reversed for him. In previousones he had been the more aggressive person, trying to rush things andpressure women into things they really didn't want to do. This timearound, Sarah was really after him. She had been the one kissing him, andinitiating things. Chris was constantly backing. Weena as well, we think. No, no one's phoned yesterday or today. They are? Couldn't befall a more suspect crew! No, I'll keep it hush-hush until someone 'notifies' me. Well, I hate them, too. Let me get Weena so the girls can talk." I covered the mouthpiece. "Weena! Pick it up! It's Willy." I heard her pick up and I put my receiver down."Well, Patrick. What do you think?" Mommy talk to Willy?" Right." They come here?" No. They're far away." Take flying emu?" Not soon. But we're getting a. The rest of the talk was about the future, when he gets released. Mary smiled as her husband told her the plans. She was prefect wife, but she still wanted to have her brains fucked badly. She hadn't had Tom make love to her in over twelve months. Her pussy needed some treats other than her own finger. She had to get out and get some.Mary returned home a couple hours ago and went straight to the bedroom drawer. She pulled out her toy and began to masturbate with it. Mary played with herself.