I knew he looked familiar. Zach still looks as good as he did in school. Handsome! I can’t stop thinking about him. I want him so bad! In a non-cre...per way, of course. I dream of all the sexual things he could do to me. Making myself wet, I started to quiver with pleasure. Throwing my clothes to the floor, I head for the bathroom. I start some hot water with a dash of bubbles to fill the tub. Lavender scent, one of my favorites. Turning the water off when the tub is half full, I sink in. Oh,. In the process of my workouts I obtained a trainer to assist me. My work life was boring and I am sure that it had showed since I had been passed over for the last three promotions. I felt like I had little to lose, and my workouts provided me a way to escape the painful knowledge that I wasn’t going to go up to where I had dreamed of being. I guess the whole thing between Sharon and I started about four or five months after I started to work out. I began to notice a difference in my energy. If she doesn't like it, God only knows the sheer Hell I'll be in for …"Hey, Julie!" I yelled as I walked into the living room. I was greeted by my Mom sitting on the couch."She isn't home, she went out for something. She looked pretty pissed off, what did you do to her?" She asked. I froze up, thinking up excuses as fast as I could."I don't know … She's always like that …" I mumbled, hoping this would be a good enough answer - Of course, it wasn't."What's in that big bag? I told you to stop. The sounds of his tongue working me over filled the room quickly as I tried in vain to thrash away from him, but when the floodgates opened and my orgasm threatened to break every bone in my body, I managed to shift my hips enough to push my clit further into his mouth, screaming out my bliss and his name as it took over my body. I gasped and heaved loudly as my hips rose off the bed and I blushed violently when I heard him chuckle, his mouth still locked on my clit, his tongue still thrashing.