I slowly count from one to five. With each number I feel more and more alert. By the time I count five I will be wide awake, feeling alert and refresh...d. One … two … three … four … five … Part 3. I have been following Dr J’s instructions every day for two weeks. I have called the doctor every few days to ask if my extreme horniness is something I should be concerned about and he has assured me over and over that this is something that I will get used to. I have been instructed not to. "Ah, yes. I need to buy a tutu." Is your daughter with a specific dance company? I have the list to tell me which one she needs," she explained."Well, you see, the tutu isn't for my daughter. It's for me."Her jaw dropped just a little bit. "Well, I don't understand," she said, "what are you looking for? Are you in a comedy production?" No, I just like to wear tutus," I said.She took a breath, and then said, "Well, do you want a romantic or a classical tutu?" I don't know," I said, "What's the. As I stand under the warm pulsating spray, I think of our night together. The memory of what we did in your office earlier in the day dances in my head. I was already so close to orgasm before I even got there; just from the anticipation of what was to come later. Your hand was on my pussy caressing me to orgasm in my panties. Then I watched you stroke your cock as you sniffed them and tasted my juices. Mmmmmm you're so sexy.While I am lathering my body in the shower my hand rubs over my naked. Full privacy guaranteed.When i am checking my emails I met this woman named Pallavi (name changed)a 45-year-old housewife from Kerala. She is married but her husband stays in Australia. So as you can understand she was sex hungry.We chatted for a few days.We exchanged our numbers and started sex chatting. We did for 2days. One day she told me she will be coming to Hyderabad on Saturday. Where she want to meet me. So on Saturday I dressed well and went to the hotel which she told and ranged the.