’ She smiled. The story was simple but she enjoyed it for some reason. She turned the page with anticipation. ‘The words make Harriet happy.’ Sh... felt the euphoria of drunkenness but lost none of her focus. The story was so vivid in her mind as if it was actually there. Then came the twist. ‘Harriet is interested in William. She wants to invite him over.’ The new words brought her close to snapping out of her trance. ‘What?’ she said since she was used to speaking her thoughts aloud. ‘Why. Was that an involuntary tremor of pleasure that passed through Wendy’s beautiful body? I was certain of it. But still, I told her, ?The dildo in your ass will give you the illusion of life while I’m fucking you, my darling.?I reached down between her legs and fingered her pussy. ?Hmmm?What is this?? I inquired rhetorically, feeling the considerable moisture. I leisurely ran my finger along the lips of her swollen pussy, inserted the tip, and rubbed her clitoris. I could feel the vibrator in her. I started breathing again when she got to a safe distance away, doing my damndest to force the naughty visions out of my brain. I risked another glance towards her departing form. Sigh. Really, this would be so much easier if only she didn't have such a gorgeous ass.Nicole returned to my apartment in the evening. One of my roommates let her in, and he yelled at me to come out. I was in the midst of some homework, and yelled back that I would be out in a minute. Finishing up the last problem, I. I love the theater!As we pulled off the road into the farm, I thought back to Beth's opening night explosion during Moon. Tonight was more a case of simply enjoying each other's company—no rush, no screaming urgency, just two people who loved each other and wanted to show it.As we climbed into the back seat—it was only March and still too cold for an alfresco romp—I lightly bit Beth's ass."Eek! What was that for?" I just wanted to see what a librarian tastes like," I said as innocently as I.