Her and starting discussing porn stories, we shared some of ours and started writing one together about her and I. ( will post my part here soon)It ge...s to the point of her saying I want you withour hubby.We met at lunch one day and we went to a sex shop to get her halloween costume. Had a long talk about behaving. Well we did behave.nextvweek she is going to a party and her gf comes up with a story so the can stay out all night.we plan to get a room, she shows up, shorts low cut top, sexy as. The last time I had been at this place, my therapist (Cathy) came back in without warning and caught me - or came close enough, anyway. I'm still not sure quite what she saw before she backed out of the room, apologizing. I threw the small towel over my cock, which was gripped tightly in my right hand. In any case, she either explicitly saw what I was doing or figured it out easily.So, I hadn't been back for about three months, and was pleased that Cathy was nowhere in sight. I doubted she. Emily had stretched her delicate hand, with it carmine fingernails, across the gap between the front seats. She had pressed her palm and fingers over the large, growing mass on his thigh. He groaned. "Please miss. Please, no. It's wrong, miss. Ay, Dios mio, you mustn't do that." But he didn't move her hand. She smiled and rubbed the hardness as his mouth gaped open. She was rubbing faster and harder now. "It's fine, Paco. I like you. You look like a nice man. You like me, too. Don't you? It's. It begins its humming tune and I know that I will have to come soon. A finger is pressing against my asshole, the virgin hole that even my husband has never entered, no…. not a finger, it feels like small round beads, beads, yes beads that are seeming to get bigger as they delve into my virgin puckered hole, I’m so close now, the wand is stretching me as it goes in and in, I feel as though I’m floating. More vibration, wave after wave, more beads, bigger and bigger, stretching, invading. Oh, Oh.