I opened the door and immediately knew that wine and a cuddle wasn’t in my future. My husband Jim had a mischievous look on his face, and he was alr...ady naked. Obviously he had different plans for that night than me. He walked over to me and grabbed me around the waist, turning my back to him. He kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. “I want you,” he whispered, immediately reducing me to a puddle of lust. I guided his hands to my tits and grinded my ass on his cock. We moved over towards the bed. Oh god, I need my vibrator again.But damn it, it's been far too long since I've had a real woman's touch. And I swear to god this weekend I'm going to do it. I've got plenty of time, and there's plenty of juicy pussies in this town. But just how am I going to do it?Well let me back up. Sorry, I got a little carried away there. My name is Christy; I'm a junior in college, studying to go into pharmacy school. I live in an apartment off campus with my two roommates. I'm pretty fit from running to. We sat in his silver colorfully tinted Honda City, and immediately my hand went under my skirt, started manipulating my labial lips. Binu grinned at the sight of me masturbating and continued driving and we reached the spot in 25 mins time.The reception was shining in dull lights around corners. The office was absolutely beautiful with warm interior cozy settings. The receptionist was good looking, but not better and busty than me, I thought. She said that our appointment was with the director. Really, I swear it. I'd had a few drinks earlier in the evening, but that was a few hours ago, and I was past their effects. If I had been drunk, or even slightly tipsy, the whole thing might have made more sense to me.I was heading home from an office Halloween party down in the loop, and was traveling down Archer Avenue, heading southwest past the Frito plant. The plant was, well, pretty noticeable. The whole area smelled like burnt Fritos. And please, don't ask me how I know what burnt.