Her long silk tail flies in the breeze. Finally catching her hair, the breeze hides her face from you for a moment. The trance from her eyes is now br...ken. Her long sleek neck flows into strong shoulders, biceps and arms. You see the tops of her breasts pushed against something in her arms... a box of sorts. It is the only thing covering her. Below the box you see her flat stomach blending into her equine-formed writhers. Strong, long and oh so powerful legs.The breeze carries your name to you. Except of course for the fact that only a few minutes later she found herself down on her knees, his cock deep in her mouth. Much later, she would learn that Teddy’s wife of twenty-two years considered that act to be both vile and disgusting, and something not done by decent women.That one night stand had blossomed into an affair, one that had begun to wither even quicker than her marriage. Sharing box lunches and sneaking away for a quickie in a locked classroom afterwards hardly created the. I knew Cindy was in there, but If I yelled or rang the bell,I would ruin the weekend. I decided I had wanted this I was going to play along.I opened the suitcase on the porch floor. Quickly took off my sneaks and socks,slid out of my jeans, took off my tee shirt, closed the suit case and thenwent in. The house was dark. My stomach was turning over and my pussy was soakingwet. My nipples were bursting thru the bra. I felt my way to the stairs, andwent up. I called out Cindy's name ever so. She looked me over. “You look like crap. Hard day?”I glanced around. “Between an intense yet enlightening therapy session, being chased all over the city, having a gun shoved in my face by a would-be kidnapper, and finding out what I did about the Lockdown? Yeah. I’m feeling a bit run down.”She studied my face for a second. “I take it the therapy session went well and leave it at that. Being chased all over the city?”I looked around again, my paranoia telling me staying outside was a bad idea..