I was relieved to see my boyfriend, Charles', car parked in one of our two reserved spots for our apartment. He drove a blue BMW, that had a silver 'C... on the driver's side window; courtesy of me. He was in the living room, watching a game. It may have been the look on my face, or my posture; but when I put my bag down on the table, he came running in there. "Babe, what's wrong?" he asked, thoroughly concerned. I couldn't speak. I was too tired. Too, stressed. I burst into tears and fell into. They exchanged goodbyes and Ricky headed home to his beer….and hopefully another evening show.Dinner was a bowl of ramen noodles, washed down by four Millers. Ricky read through the instructions to his new camera and charged the battery. He woke in his easychair at 9:15. He flipped off the TV and raced upstairs, again careful not to dare turn on the light. Looking out his bathroom window, Mel’s house next door was completely dark. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Ricky fussed at himself for falling. I want a man to put his cock in my mouth and I want to suck him until he comes. I want a man to lick me until I scream his name in ecstasy. The thought has me flushed and breathing heavily. I undress quickly and lie down on my bed, sliding nearly naked between the smooth, cool sheets. I reach down with one hand and touch myself through my panties, pressing the silky fabric between my legs. I rub my fingers across my clitoris, enjoying the friction of my panties rubbing against me. As I stroke. " "Oh okay, that'll be fun," I said nonchalantly, trying to contain myself. My body tingled. This is going to happen! Just to make sure though, I had to ask my husband. "So you told him and he's cool with it? He wants to do it?" I asked with the anxiousness of a child asking Santa Claus for their favorite toy."Yeah, he's been dying to fuck you for a while." Cool," I said as I walked away, biting my lower lip. I immediately called my mother-in-law to ask if she could watch her granddaughter for.