He snuck up to the loft and brought down an old children’s chair he found collecting dust in the attic at the farmhouse. It was big enough for both ...irls to sit in at the same time. He set about making a tree swing. Once finished, the girls squealed swinging through the air with their feet dangling off the ground like they were going to fly away. Sally and Katie had to take turns keeping up with the demands to be pushed faster and higher.Clark promised to hang the swing up in the loft and also. Finally the day ended. The office had emptied out and Dave was one of the last there, engrossed in his efforts to extract any profile photos of Natasha he could from the intranet or web. He had surprisingly discovered several of them, one of which was his clear favorite: Natasha in a blue business suit. Her heels and stocking-clad legs were crossed as she sat in a chair, smiling courteously, with her glossy red lips parted ever so slightly.Looking around, Dave saw the office was now empty. He. We often times gather there to watch football games, as was the case on this day. The former store room we converted into a king-size bedroom. The club has a regular crowd on Friday nights, Saturdays, and Sundays. Sundays tend to be more couple oriented events, or simply get-togethers. Sunday evenings the club has a custom that is observed by everyone. On Sundays one of the lady's voluntarily ]"pulls a train". It's a lottery system, and no one does anything they don't want to do! . As a teenage girl she was self-centred and lust was on her mind. And she was confident that her night of sex with James was a big secret.That was just fine by me but I could detect signs in her behaviour of the hunger she now felt for more. Having glimpse into the garden of Eden she now yearned for the key to the gate.The vision of her riding James came to me each night in bed. I had to masturbate using my vibrator to quell the lust it gave me. I visualised myself pleasing James by fucking.