‘I love this,’ he said. ‘I bet it would look super on you!’ ‘Would you like me to wear it for you?’ Ann asked. Lonnie nodded. ‘Uh-huh,�... he said. ‘I’d really like that.’ ‘Give it to me and I’ll put it on for you,’ Ann told him. Lonnie, blushing, handed her the teddy, then he looked down at the drawer again. There was something under the neatly folded items. He reached under the silky things. Whatever it was felt rubbery, almost fleshy. He grasped it and took out what looked like a fake rubber. She had mentioned to me that when she was younger, before she was married, that she was always horny, and continually masturbated. Till she was caught by her mother that is. She was then verbally berated and severely punished. The suffering she endured must have been traumatic enough for her to be repulsed by any thing remotely sexual. The events that took place after my caregiver left the house must have rekindled her old flame of desire and ignited a storm of lust and passion that coursed. Then they settled even lower. I could literally feel his gaze caressing my body. After he relinquished my hand, I found myself breathing just a little harder, and I was acutely aware that I was naked beneath my stretch pants. Wow! We had a short conversation before his wife cut in and announced that they had to leave. He handed me a business card from his jacket pocket as she walked out the door. ‘Call me sometime,’ he said under his breath, then followed her out. I glanced at the card, but. She sent me a photo of her face and longer hair. She looked really beautiful, her hair was past her shoulders and dark brown. I could just taste the sweetness of her lips on my tongue from our last encounter together. I could smell the strawberries of her shampoo. These next few days are going to be tortuous.“Yum, I like, very sexy.” was my reply. “Then here’s another.” I read the reply waiting for another picture message from her. When it came in, I almost had a heart attack. It was of her.