I couldn’t think about anything else as I picked her every word apart to look for clues as to what made me so uneasy. I eventually went to sleep. My...dreams were peaceful — well, sort of. I dreamt that I led my men to the ultimate victory in battle, and ended the war for good. This made me smile in my sleep, I’m sure. I nearly jumped out of bed the next morning as it finally occurred to me what it was that had me so uneasy the day before. ‘She wouldn’t!’ It was the sentence that she wouldn’t be. My dick throbs harder with each of her whimpers as she grinds the massager around on her clit. She puts her hand on the head of the massager and presses down as she turns up the power. “Let’s skip a couple speeds,” she moans while moving the button two more clicks. The massager hums louder and she giggles and moans as the waves of vibrations rush to her clit and spread through her body. Her free hand softly shakes until she wraps it around one of her tits. Her other tit jiggles with her body. She was wearing a green sun dress with shoulder straps and matching high heels. It came about half way down her thighs and her lovely legs were really on display. She had also done her hair in a fancy way on the top of her head, provide free access to her neck. ‘Oh, honey. I told you yesterday I have brunch with my girlfriends,’ She replied with a laugh. ‘Right, sorry honey,’ Peter said. After giving Peter a kiss Carmen left for her brunch meeting. She had barely acknowledged my present in the. I rarely had company, explaining why it was always such a mess. Of course, it would probably end up being a bigger mess later, what with me dying my own hair for the first time ever! It was normally something I’d never do, but a certain someone managed to convince me. I scooped up a few electronics that were on the floor into my hands and threw them in the closet. Just a few more things to do until-DING, DING! "Open up, it's Kelly!" a high-pitched voice called from behind the door. I unlocked.