We had gone so long without physical contact—a solid week, and even then it was that unfulfilling snog in the classroom—that Vicky’s smoky kiss ...nd gentle touch on my chest had me reeling. Or maybe it was just the weed. Either way, something was stirred in my loins and I was beginning to get turned on. Unfortunately, I still had work to do, and promised myself only a couple puffs. ‘That’ll do it,’ I said with finality, getting off the sofa. ‘Got to hit the books.’ Vicky looked disappointed. I am still in very good shape, if I do say so. I know guys like to look at me and I encourage it whenever I can. Love to bend over so they can see down my top, or up my skirt. It gets me as hot as it does them. Being 30 something, I can still pass for a young 25 year old. I know I’m a flirt, I just can’t help it when I see a good looking hunk. By the end of the third month of our short marriage I was ready for some real cock. God I needed to have something up my love tunnel, besides one of my. Of course, Sir was always rough with her -- as she liked -- and he was firm -- as Candy needed. But Candy longed to be pushed to her limits, stretched mentally and physically until she almost was broken and then pushed again. She wanted to be used for Sir's pleasure with no regard for her own. This was Candy's lucky night."Well, my little slut, I hope you are ready for tonight, as I am going to push you hard."Candy jumped at the sound of Sir's voice; she had been lost in her thoughts of. I still can't believe Sandra would agree to take part in it." Believe it, Tom. I'm pretty sure her lover is pulling the strings here. He's very knowledgeable about stocks and maybe he's thinking that if he can get the lion's share of my holdings, he can skip with it ... maybe even leaving Sandra holding the bag."He continued to shake his head in amazement as we talked. Finally, he let out a long sigh and leaned back in his big chair."What can I do to help?" I need to protect those stocks from.