"What's happening to me?" she asked herself. She couldn't come to grips with the feelings coursing through her and stimulating her private areas. Not ...nly was her vagina dripping wet, but her nipples were rock hard, as they pressed against the thin fabric of the blouse. With a face as red as a beet, Mrs. Clark opened the door to the bathroom and hesitantly walked over to Greg. Without making eye contact, she dropped her bra and panties into his outstretched hand.Greg casually placed the bundle. "Fuck my ass, Willis! It's yours now. ALL yours!" As she had uttered those words to him, she had the feeling of having just stepped across a line, an invisible line, what they call a 'Rubicon', and that by having said the words, Willis really did (or soon would) 'own' her, and own her ass as well as nearly everything else about her! But that was precisely what she'd hungered for for years and years married to her feckless husband; but that was likely over with.True to his word, Willis had taken. When the last person left the clearing, I felt myself being pulled down from my place among the celestial beings to rapidly slam back into the spent and raw existence of reality.With a shudder I knew that she too had returned from some other realm. The color drained from her face and her moan began low and slow but soon resonated with the world as a whole and shook the world such that leaves fell from a nearby tree. She looked down at me. A smile of completeness and fulfillment rolled across. Kathy invited Jen over to study all day Sunday, then sleep over and we will take the test on Monday bright and early. Of course I was included in this plan because Kathy's family was going to be at the shore all weekend until Tuesday. I worked Sunday morning so I didn't get to Kathy's house until a little after 1 in the afternoon. I let myself in the front door and was immediately greeted with the sound of Kathy moaning. Hmmm, sounds good. I walked stealthily up the hallway until I could see in.