I stay still in bed so as to not wake her and my mind wanders. I amso excited for Monday but nervous. Why accepting the bet in the heatof the moment s...emed ideal as the realization of what I was going todo was striking home. Hiding in the house within my walls is mycomfort zone. I can control what happens when I am dressed, but inthe real world I will not have that comfort zone. While I have alwayswanted to go out into the working world and think, I will need a pushto get out of the. I sat down to continue reading my husband’s dirty little stories. He sat down on the couch and said he was going to write his next chapter. This was kind of nice and I would have to really self-reflect later about why he thought I wouldn’t have understood his Lush writing.Chapter after chapter I read. Occasionally, I would glance at Robert, feeling like I didn’t know him at all. But, yet, his writing did feel like him. I had never read erotica before and you begin to feel like a voyeur,. She had long french cut finger nails with pink and white stripes on them. I looked down her bodacious body to see her toe nails were the same color.She had a small necklace that rested on her large chest. Her amazing breast sat high and firm on her voluptuous body. I could see her nicely trim pussy was fully exposed to the fireplace. She was moving her hands down her side. She moved her left hand to her mouth. She licked her long index finger. She sucked on the tip. She then ran it over her. She shook all over with a thrill when she thought of it opening her pussy and pressing deep inside her.. She had to just sit there clamping her thighs as her pussy felt so empty and her clit pulsed with craven need. She couldnt drive. She tried thinking of Joe and how she needed to get home and finally put the truck in gear and pulled out. Her mind was filled with things she should say when she got home after being gone over four hours. She felt elated and happy for some strange reason. She had.