When they divorced three years earlier, the friends just disappeared. No invitations to dinners, drinks, movies, or a simple coffee on a Sunday aftern...on, nothing. Liv lived her life in her house or at work. She was not the type who went to after work parties with her younger coworkers, she liked to keep it professional.So, for sexual relief she had a vibrator and the highlight of the week was her Saturday long bath with bubbles after having a couple of orgasms in her bed with her toy. Sad, so. I agreed to let my friend and Kyle crash on my sofa, as I slipped upstairs to bed. I had been asleep for no more than 1 hour when the need for the toilet arose. On returning from the toilet to my bedroom (in total darkness) I noticed something was different. I had stumbled over some jeans and shoes on my bedroom floor which I knew were not mine! I began to crawl into my bed, only to notice Kyle lying there under the duvet. "What are you doing here?" I asked. He responded "Come and lie down. By the time I got to the shops I was usually as horny as hell and had was both embarrassed and excited when my skirt went up.When I told Ryan about my embarrassment all he did was laugh and tell me that I loved every second of it and that I’m an exhibitionist. How can that be true? It isn’t as if I lifted my skirt up round my chest. It was an accident; an act of nature.There was one time when I was jogging down this quiet street and 2 policemen were walking towards me when the wind sent my. High heels firmly on the floor, bum pushed back, back slight arched. The trip back from Johannesburg has been long and tiring, she was going to enjoy the release from the stress of it all. The excitement, the risk, the danger, the adventure of the journey stimulated her. She started to plunge down on Kinghorn, arms on top of his shoulders. Looking him in the eye. Hair and necklace bouncing. Breast still encased in her wonderful bra. Momentarily she paused. Quickly removing the blouse,.