They were as eager to find out what had transpired as I was. Wanda plopped down next to me. "Well, did you jack him off?" I asked. She grinned the way...she does whenever she has been a very naughty girl and wants to tell me all about it."I started to jack him off, but stopped before he squirted. Why waste it?" Good girl. How big is his dick?" Bigger than yours, cowboy." Did he get a feel of your pussy?" I let him get a handful. Did you see him grope my tits?" Do you want to fuck him?" Oh, God,. I pictured him tasting me, licking and sucking until I was writhing with immense pleasure. I was so aroused by those thoughts that my clit was throbbing, my body was hot and my senses were reeling with the intensity of my desire. I leaned against a wall, slipped off my silky panties, and lifted my skirt. I began pleasuring myself desperately, and imagined him watching me as I probed and caressed myself. I had been just about to reach my peak when all of a sudden a car door slammed in the. The draining of the brothers convinced Millie that her road to financial independence was better suited to the milking of the human species rather than the bovine one. After some hush-hush arrangements with the pub owner, she took possession of the small room at the head of the stairs and went into the business of creating happy endings with her talented hands and high-spirited enthusiasm. Soon she was stashing little piles of hard cash in secret hiding places to insure it would remain hers and. Other than my secretary and a housekeeper who came in one day a week, I seldom saw outsiders in my home anymore. Besides Kris, of course. My work was done by phone and FAX, and visits to customers' sites.Friends and neighbors respected my grief and seldom came by. I'd withdrawn from most of the church and civic activities I'd been in before.So that Sunday afternoon, I entered a large, cold, empty house. My loneliness hit me hard. After checking for messages in the office, I nuked a TV dinner,.