I hadn't rejected her idea and I hadn't reacted in anger. She knew I accepted — at least the possibility — of her idea. I told you we'd been toget...er a while. We had that kind of unspoken communication.She absolutely changed as she talked about it. Her idea was so detailed that I knew she'd spent some time already imagining and fantasizing about how it would go. I smiled to myself, imagining her masturbating about having Ted and Dot with us in bed. The picture in my mind wasn't repulsive. Of. Love you.” “Love you too. Bye.” ** When he awakened, Brad had a raging hard-on and a smile on his face. It didn’t last long, though. The smile and the vivid dream about Cathy faded, dissolved by the beeping of his alarm. He kicked off the covers in frustration, knowing he had to get over it before his meeting. Somehow, he had to summon up the energy and motivation to put on the charm. As frustrating as this trip was – the first extended absence from his wife – it was also a stepping stone. If. He'd get the feeling of satisfaction from letting me know who was boss and I'd get to feel like a dirty little cum slut. The whole idea of it was really beginning to get my ass to quivering. When he finally rammed his thick, tool into my ass, I played it for all it was worth and gave out a yell. He seemed to like that lots and he roughly began pounding my butt. I let him go until I felt his hold on my shoulder loosen and then I pushed him back and off me. He tripped me and I fell face-down. During one of my 5min walk breaks she zooms past me and yells "too slow". As she is running away she looks back and smiles. As I finish up and head toward the bench by the gate. I approach the bench that she is sitting on and say "looked like you worked out some stress" Here is the jist of her conversationme: looks like you worked out some stressLeah: if only it was that simpleme:ohhhhhh???? I ask inquisitivelyLeah: I don't even know your nameme:I'm Derek your jogging buddyLeah: Is that.