She was just another volleyball player on our team. She would have a couple of drinks and play volleyball and go home. On the third week things change.... I was buying drinks and shots for the whole team. It was obvious that Ashley had too much to drink, and I wasn’t about to let her drive home that way. Unfortunately, the bar at the courts closed before she was ready to drive home. After we left she tried to convince me that she was fine to drive home, but I knew she wasn’t, so I invited her. "Jacqui slipped her overalls off and lay as instructed. Hugo picked up the thin cane which had caused Jacqui so much pain and took his place beside the desk, stroking her arse gently as she lay waiting for her punishment.Whist, CRACK!Jacqui said, "One, Master. Thank you for reminding me Master," and made to get up.Hugo restrained her with a gentle hand on the small of her back and ran the other one up the inside of her thigh; as he did so Jacqui opened her legs obediently to let him have free. Darren lay on the bed with his eyes closed, the bottle of pills held tightly in one fist, the invitation in the other. “Why didn’t I push it?” he asked the empty room. “Why didn’t I just keep pushing for another date? I let it go.” She had said that the next weekend was too busy for her but that they could try for another time. He had simply lost the nerve to pursue it because he didn’t want to seem pushy or desperate. Darren kept hoping that she would come up to him and say something about it. My fingers and soft folds were like lovers sharing a secret. My pussy craved my touch and the sticky sounds of my masturbation echoed in the empty basement of a stranger's house. I reflected on my strange evening as I rubbed my clit. I had been invited over to a nudist party by an amazingly hot girl who looked like Nastassja Kinski, and ended up almost getting it on with her father when she took off. I only sucked his cock, but the desire for his cock still lingered. The memory of his smile,.