I felt like the dirtiest slut waking up every morning with panties soaked from the imaginary fucking in every position and place that I would get 3 or...4 nights in a week. If this was what he did to me in my dreams what the hell would he do to me in person??? I had to have him. It was a required need. I began to wear provocative tank tops that showed the curve of my heaving breasts, shorts that would entice him into looking directly at the forms of the fabric clinging to the pussy that so badly. Things were off to a good start. I spent the rest of the afternoon at the bank, my insurance agents office, and job hunting. I got home about three, which was unusual for me."What the hell are you doing home so early?" I quit my job." What? You loved that job. Why in the world would you quit?" She paused for a second waiting for a reply that didn't come. "Are you still upset about last night?" No, I just decided I was working too hard and wanted a change. I got a new job at D.S. Brown's. She privately leaned over to Carol and whispered "I thought I warned you about coming late. You barely made it on time. You almost earned a quick trip to the spanking rail."With that, Carol's face turned red from embarrassment while Linda's was getting red with anger. Joy saw their reaction, then leaned forward and took both their hands and led them towards the stairs. When they entered the play room, Carol could not believe what she saw. First, she saw her mother over in a corner, kneeling. "I went back to Shades, but I was thinking of you. And as I knew you weren't going to come there, here I am." Oh. Do you want a glass of wine?" Yes please, but I was hoping for something more than just a glass of wine..." All in good time, I'm sure I will think of something to do. Let me get you a glass." I left her standing in the middle of the room as I went off to the kitchen. By the time I got back she was nearly naked and just removing her panties."Well I see you thought of something to.