A car passed, the driver beeping his horn as he drove by, Sophie smiled to herself, all girls love being complimented and to receive a compliment from...a male driver who probably only looked at her legs and believed her to be a real woman was such a turn on. Sophie made her way to the pathway that led into the trees and stepped into the overgrown foliage, the last light of the day almost obliterated by the wooded canopy above.Sophie walked for about five minutes, listening to the click clack of. I am not gonna let these k**s ruin my good time. To hell with them if they laugh, I'll never see them again." "That's the spirit," I encouraged, and off we went. I watched her as she changed into three different bikini's trying to find the one that made her look best. I tried to tell her to stop, but to be honest I was just enjoying seeing her naked each time she went for the next one. I was getting really hard myself looking at her, and when she finally decided on a bikini, I had to wait a few. ." Dr. Susan was behind her desk looking at Jane who was seated in the comfy 'therapy' chair. Her eyes strayed to her computer screen (turned away from Jane), where Wifey (of WifeysWorld) was staring at the camera with her doe-like eyes.Dr. Susan had spent a lot of time on the Wifeys-world.com website over the past couple of weeks. Much more than was strictly necessary."Yes?" The session was almost over. They had already rehashed the events of the last week. Jane and Ted still had not had sex. I'd touch it if I thought I could do any good: whatever qualms I used to have about masturbation are long, long gone by now. But that fucking ring just sits there, winking in the dim moonlight from my window, preventing me from doing anything but torture myself.Still, I can't help but touch it.But no sooner do my fingers touch the throbbing, pulsing spire of meat than I hear a tapping heel at my bedroom door.Silhouetted in the light from the hallway outside, stands my mom. Those beautiful,.