Knowing that Steve loved my ass, meant good bye to long flowing skirts and hello to short tight skirts that showed it off.As I look back on it now, wi...h Steve I had become like my mother. Steve was always touching me and I loved it. But, shit, I felt him up too, constantly. Steve is my everything and marriage didn't change it at all.My parents were always telling me that Steve was a great husband. Anything I wanted he worked his ass off and got for me. That was the problem. Steve was working. "Oh, I get it," Debbie whispered huskily. "You've had a change of heart since you wrote it. Well, I know how you really feel now, don't I? There's no use in kidding ourselves. I came to you, just like you asked, and in spite of my better judgment. I should be home waiting for Tony. But since you said you'd be alone, I thought I'd come over and let you give me a good, quick fuck before I see him. I really do like that big cock of yours inside me, sweet, just the way it was yesterday, and I can't. Olivia was in agony. One command and she was immobile. No one had ever held her in this state of heightened arousal and control. Olivia was accustomed to being the one in control, the one willingly giving up control when it suited her. This was different. The wetness between her legs began pooling on the leather chair and making her bare skin slippery under her miniskirt. For some reason, she had expected to be the one making her therapist squirm, like with Dr. Hammond. Man, was that guy. She insisted to first open it. I eagerly tore the wrapper and found it to be a jewel box. When I opened the box I found a glittering gold chain with a heart like pendant. since I never expected such an expensive gift from her, I asked her with surprise, 'Hey, what is this?.She promptly replied, 'Its a small memento for my lifetime friend on her 30th birthday. It will be more beautiful around your neck.' I did not know what to say but momentarily I became emotional which I could not.