”“On a positive note; just think about it, you not only hired an editor, you also hired a bodyguard.”Later that night, after his nightcap, he fe...l right to sleep. His dreams were vivid, but not sexual. They involved a woman, a martial arts expert, who fought for those who were too weak to fight for themselves. When he woke the next morning, he rushed to his office, turned on the computer and began to type. The dam had broken. The plots and sub-plots rushed into his mind faster than he could. No savings tospeak of so he was relying on me for rent etc., and, I remember it was aTuesday, I come home early from the office and find him hiding in thebathroom." Hiding?" she asked."Yes, because he was busy not keeping the house clean as you might expecthim to do if he's home all day, but was trying on my clothes. So as soonas he heard me come through the door he must have bolted for it. I put twoand two together (the clothes strewn around our bedroom were a clue), andtold him that if he. Micro skirt hugging her ass, tight pink tube top revealing every curve and bump of her breasts, and of course those shiny red high heels.I'm almost upon her when she finally turns my way and notices the green SUV rolling along side her. Pressing fully on the breaks, the car comes to a stop just as she taps on the passenger window. With one last deep breath I press it down.I can see the look of surprise when she sees who the driver is, clearly not expecting a woman. She takes a moment to look. I usually don't make very much noise as I masturbate, but this was another level of intensity. I could feel myself about to cum, and I knew it would be nasty. Just like that, I could feel my pussy shuddering and the rest of my body shaking. As I squirted, my spandex bottom was quickly filled with my pussy juices. I felt so filthy and nasty - and I absolutely loved it. I looked down at my briefs and it looked like I had just peed myself. And that gave me another nasty idea. I sat for a few.