) A special hug, a special feel, and just thinking about what I was missing was arousing me. We had a great sex life and I was missing him.I went to ...y veranda and looked in the yard. Several hawks were soaring in the warm air. It was a quiet afternoon and I had been thinking about ‘things’ all day long. I was in my house dress…and nothing else, except a red hair ribbon. I loved the feelings of nakedness, openness, being ready for spontaneous coupling kinds of sexual “things.” I sat on. He stood and let himself out without a word.There was a tap on the door shortly after and then another and then another. All of the men who had watched her leave the Bar naked came up to her room during the remainder of the night and used her. She so loved fucking these men but spent a good part of the next day with a “Do Not Disturb” notice on the door and recovering from her exhaustion.--oOo--She arrived at the office on Monday at her usual time of 10:00am, this had always been her time to. He could feel his load hanging in the condom's reservoir tip off the head of his cock.Christy, now feeling gaped wide open and still riding the sensation of feeling her man expand and explode in her, felt the cool air on her clit and shivered. Charlie had gotten her close but the sensation was new and still a bit uncomfortable so she had yet to climax. Without looking, she reached over into her night table drawer and fetched her little pink plastic vibrator.The sound of buzzing brought Charlie. It was a red leather photo case with a brass clasp; he opened it. There were two photographs of Terry, one was a head and shoulders the other a full length shot in the white ball gown she had worn that night at the theatre.“There’s more, turn the page,” she said.He turned the page; there were two more photographs, one with her in the Titanic outfit the other in her tanning suite, both shots seemed to have been taken in a studio.He looked at her confused “You let someone photograph you in.