She went through her daily routine; sending her husband, Brian, off to work and getting her daughters ready for school.Three days later she had given ...p trying to forget about him. She took a shower; imagining the tall stranger's body rubbing against hers while she aimed the gentle pulsating shower sprayer at her cunt until she was tingling all over.She dried off with a soft black cotton towel and squirted some of her favourite perfume behind her knees. In her closet she opened the bag with. He could feel it on his hard five inches buried deep inside her. The whimper that was exiting her mouth came quicker. Her vaginal muscle began to tighten around his hardness with each insertion he made. It was bringing him closer to his own orgasm as well. He was ready to release his seed inside her. There was no way he was going to pull out. Stacie Lee needed to experience true sex in its purest form.Stacie Lee could not hold back any longer. She felt her body begin to shake. The spasm was. What can I say? Guys my age are pretty hopelessly horny, and I guess I'm no exception." You can say that again," she exclaimed. "But how many 'hopelessly horny' guys date more than one girl at a time, much less practically have their own harem?"He blushed. "Hey! I don't have my own harem; those rumors are greatly exaggerated." He thought, Except that I'm lying! Can she tell? Or did she somehow find out? Shit! I've gotta play it cool. Even if we don't get involved, she can never know the full. I started across, making apologies, when I noticed the last person in the row, next to the empty seat, get up and move over to the empty seat. As I got to the seat and sat, I turned to my right to whisper thanks, I saw that it was Emily. Emily had always been an enigma to me. She was VP of marketing for our division, and younger than most of us by at least fifteen years. Yet, for someone that young and in that role, her hairstyle and wardrobe looked like they were from the “Hilary Clinton-The.