“Hey you’re here.” I remind her, “And it works for the guy in the story. They end up back at his place I might add.”“By some miracle. A...d then what?” She asks, while starting to run her hands down my chest, “You can’t figure out what happens next?”By this time Linda’s hands are down my stomach and her right hand found it’s way all the way to my crotch. She is stroking my now firm member through the cloth of my jeans.“Well, I was having a little difficulty thinking of something.” I managed. She said since her husband doesn't get home until late evenings and can't watch the k**s, she was taking them shopping before dropping them off at their grandmothers to play for the afternoon. I mentioned her busy schedule and she replied it was so she could lay out in the backyard in peace. I said no wonder she had a gorgeous tan. She said yup, and no tan lines.Well, I started to sprout a chubby and quickly said goodbye as I headed to the restroom where I found an empty stall and quickly. The book was always in the back of your mind, and you couldn’t stop thinking about it. You lost sleep wondering what was written inside but you were too scared to peer within.Eventually, however, your curiosity won. One night you sat up from your sleepless rest, and grabbed the book from your desk and placed it on your lap as you sat on the side of your bed. Five minutes passed as you stared at the cover. Ten. Thirty. Finally, after an hour of truly contemplating what you were about to do, you. With one hand I grabbed her arse cheek, with the other I lifted her to her knees. Positioning her at the headboard facing the wall. Lifting her buttocks little higher, I gently inserted my finger up to my knuckle, before pulling it back out. Then drove it back in. I know she loves being penetrated in that way… she calls it ‘fingerbanging’.Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a tube of cherry flavoured lube and smeared some generously around her anus. Stretching round her body with my other hand,.