She was just perfect. I tried to hide my lust but I think my eyes gave me away. Through out the night, we made eye contact several times, my blood was...boiling!Later that night, I fucked my wife. I was almost insatiable. Although I didn’t admit it, my lust was driven by Laura. I imagined it was Laura that was sucking my cock. I imagined it was Laura I was pounding into. I layed there afterwards, my wife fast asleep, and thought about her some more. I searched more her ad online and in a moment. "Well take my word for it," Adam said. "Me and Matt used to hang outhere a lot. I always wondered what it would be like to be on the teamand practicing for real." I imagine that that would be the team now," the little man saidpointing towards some shadowy shapes solidifying on the other side ofthe field. The forms rapidly took on the form of teenaged footballplayers and their adult coaches."Oh yeah." agreed Adam. "Looks like a no-contact practice. They've gottheir helmets on, but they're. That’s when she would slip out of the closet, climb on the bed and display her body for his delight. She couldn’t wait to see the look of shock morph into lust on his handsome face. Jenny heard the card slip into the slot and felt herself getting wet at the thought of seeing Eric’s reaction to all the naughty things she had in mind. Just like clockwork, Eric did his thing. But, right before she opened the door to slip out of the closet and display her body for him, she was stopped by a knock at. My hand went to my head and I groaned. Slowly I opened my eyes blinking to clear my vision.I was laying down on a soft bed. It was as large as my own mothers bed, raised up high off the floor and surrounded by curtains, thick and green, but tied back around the four posts. I turned my head and saw the stone walls devoid of decorations, cold and gray. A fire place large enough to walk through sat in one wall like a gaping mouth cold and dark. A washing stand, with bowl and pitcher, even a towel.