As I walked by her house I got lost in thought of her. Her long blonde hair, slim figure with ample breasts, her beautiful blue eyes and plum lips.......What else could I ask for? Just then, a voice interrupted my day dream, and to my surprise, it was hers! "Hey, John, I see you are up early as well!" she said while walking towards me in the tightest sports bra and booty shorts. "Well, yes, but I see I haven't quite dressed up as well as you have." She came close then, she reached around me. The k**s were all at camp, and she had a whole week all to herself! No one to cook for, no one to drive anywhere, no one else’s schedule to deal with. Nothing except what she wanted to do. As she drove the two hours home, she thought about what she would do that week. sleep – definitely. Eat junk food – also definitely. Maybe go see a movie. Go to a bookstore without k**s and spend all day browsing. As she drove up to her house she stopped in surprise. A moving van was blocking her. Other times we would work naked, she fondling my dick and me fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. In a word, the sex was amazing and she became more and more aroused with each passing day – so much so that she would often scream with her climax at the same time as she clamped down on my dick with her pussy walls and wrapped her legs around me to hold me in. My first test of Marie came just a month later. I had been trying to recruit this kick-ass salesman from another company. He had. It was like when Don had done it. It reminded her of when she delivered Rebecca. She'd been so thirsty she could have drunk an ocean but all they would give her was ice chips. It was enough to keep her from dying, to keep her patched throat from welding itself shut, but in the end it was actually torturous she wanted more—she'd always wanted more.Without conscience or regret she thrust her hand into her panties and clutched the sloppiness between her legs. The lessons from the novice nun had.