“Oh the hell with it now” she thought as she knew she was going to have to change her panties anyway so she might as well use him again. Rex was ...is name and she rubbed her breast and thought of that purple beast sliding inside her. Jane finally made it to her room, ripped her own panties off the bed, sat down and got her new toy out from under the bed. It wasn’t that long, about 7 or so inches but it was wide at the base. This new favorite toy of hers was a dildo shaped like a big, fat dog. She smiled at that thought.Kate Brice was an orphaned young woman who lived in Chicago – probably still did. She had lots of money, attorneys and bankers at her beck and call, and if the suit against her uncle was successful she would have more. But that really had no meaning to Jessica Brandt. What Kate did or did not do mattered little. Jessica's home, family, friends and employees were here in Lodi, half a continent away. She was a successful businesswoman, employer, philanthropist,. Everywhere. After sometime. I took her to the bedroom and we both laid on the bed.We turned to each other and started kissing each other. We kissed for 15-20 min. After that, I started kissing her on the face and she enjoyed that.Then I went to her neck and kissed her there. This made her horny and I also started feeling the same.I kissed her at her neck and pressing her boobs and with the other hand, I started rubbing my hand on her stomach. She lifted her top a bit. I understood that she is. Take the woman I work for. She has great ambition, hey and good for her. But people like her have that ambition at the expense of others. I have seen her rid herself of people who upset her, or are a threat, and it looks like it’s my turn at the moment. Hey guys don’t feel sorry for the writer of this piece I am not writing this entry for a sympathy vote although if you can empathise with me that would be great. I am, however, just trying to work out why someone like me, who is the most.