Well sod you then! She told herself.Up in the bedroom, she quickly pulled out a fresh pair of knickers, a bra, a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a jumpe... before going into the adjacent bathroom. Under the warm jets, she allowed the water to wash away the tension caused by the hard day she had at the office.Thank God that's over. She thought as she ran her hands through her hair. Only one more day and she was off for a week. She was looking forward to that. At the moment her office was trying to. On the Saturday, the agenda was not quite continuous sex but almost. In the evening we finally broke off to bath and change before spending a couple of hours at a local restaurant. Though that was not without incident. Sally confessed afterwards that she had almost been taken unawares by the arrival of a waiter while she was rubbing Alan’s exposed cock with a table napkin. Gary was smarter, ‘accidentally’ dropping a knife and, while crawling under the table to retrieve it, managing to get his. Tiffany took me to her house and we went to her bedroom, as soon as we were in she begin to lick my neck and nibble my ears, I was becoming extremely horny and could not wait to get Tiffany to fuck me with her sweet feeling cock. Tiffany was the first transsexual person I had ever had sex with, she had nice tits and a great body and the hardest cock that I had ever had in my butt. Tiffany had one freaky side that made me nervous at times, she liked to tie me to her bed and have her way with. I was reaching inside my robe and fondling my nipples; I told myself, “I wish he was doing this to me.” I felt so ashamed when I realized that I wasn’t thinking of Dave – I was fantasizing about Cameron! My face flushed with shame but feeling so alive with excitement, I hurried back up to my room. I threw off my robe and quickly rummaged through the drawer of my night stand. In the back of the drawer, I found it: a huge black rubber dildo. I had never used it – my husband had given it to me.