ClaireDiary Entry, Dr. Claire Kent, January 3, 2071It's a new year, and I'm ready for some new challenges in my life....time tobreak out of the mold a...d take some risks! I've been in family practice foralmost 10 years now, been married for 12, and while I love my work, and lovemy husband, frankly, I'm a little bored.Maybe it's an early mid-life crisis. After all, I will be turning 40 thisyear. But I doubt that; I think it's born of a deeper yearning, one relatedto the reasons I entered into. Her body shook violently, as her pussy gripped my cock tightly. Her groans spurred me on, and I pounded hard. Her body shook underneath me as another orgasm rippled through her body, I don't know if it was me or her but I seemed to be doing something right as she groaned my name into my ear. I could not hold back any longer a flooded her pussy with my cum. It seemed like a river flowed from me into her as jet after jet erupted from my cock into her tight hole. We lay there panting and pecking. I was continuously staring at her private part. As she was a little angry, she bathed me hurriedly and asked me to leave. So the bathing session was not much happening except that I got to see her in panty. Now finally the night came and mom came to sleep in my room at 11:30 and locked the room.When I looked at her, she was wearing a night gown and not saree. She came and laid herself beside me. Then I said sorry to her for what happened during the bathing time. She smiled and said its ok. Then. When I finally recovered my wits,I made myself decent and drove home. In the bath, Ivowed never to ring him. Two days later, I dug the scrap of paper out of thebin. Shaking, I dialled. A deep voice answered.“Paul, its Corrie.”“Come round about 12” he said, “and dress sexy.”I wore some black riding boots, a light blue long linenskirt, a white blouse and a bustier, some Chanel No. 5and a bit of dark red lipstick. I never dressed up forPeter. When I arrived at.