I am in knots thinking about meeting you for the first time. The closest airport is two hours from my house in the mountains. The entire drive I am ...nxious, thinking about how freaking beautiful you are, what will you think when you actually see me, what will we say/do, how it will be to hold you/kiss you; so many things. The drive goes fast because of my thoughts. I am now at the gate, waiting to see you for the first time. My heart is pounding, I’m praying I don’t have a heat attack. Mrs. Foster’s eyelids and their long, dark lashes, were twitching. She was dreaming. Happy dreams she hoped. Miss Ostiago slowly pulled her hand away and rolled out of bed, breathless with desire. She’d been with Yvonne exclusively for almost ten years now. This was the first time she’d touched another woman in all those years. It felt good. Too good. She was glad Mrs. Foster was straight. She didn’t need temptation in her life right now, when things were going so good for her. Well…. “Oh yeah, baby. My dick is so fucking hard for you right now! I wish I could shove it all the way up in that fine pussy of yours! Why don’t you show it to me? C’mon! I’m begging you!” he huffed.“Uh-uh! You know the rules, sexy! Waist up only! But I’m sure you’ve got a good imagination,” she teased as she continued to rub herself and jiggle her belly. “Now tell me what else you’d do to me…I’m so fucking horny and I want to get off right now!” she demanded.“Shit! You have no fucking idea how hard. Hearing this got me thinking about it again, I started to get hard right there in front of her with no way to cover it up, damn. She looked down and noticed my penis growing and pointing straight at her, her mouth opened a bit as she got a big smile. Knowing that I was wanting this, she started pushing her chest out a little more and moved in closer to me. So close that her leg brushed up against my still hardening penis. I immediately backed up; she was enjoying torturing me like.