It wasn’t enough. She wondered if it ever would be. She wasted a few minutes looking down at the neat bundles of bank notes before slamming the box ...hut hard enough to startle herself. She pushed it under her bed.Briefly, she considered changing her clothes before going out to the woods but figured it was pointless since Troy didn’t see her anyway. Nobody else’s attention seemed to matter anymore. She went outside and locked the door behind her. It was late afternoon and she wondered whether. Pretty soon I found a guy in my local area online so I asked if like 69's. It was a loaded question but I got a quick result. He was horny and wanted to meet me at the beach in a hurry.That's my kind of reply, so we agreed to get down there.I made some excuse about going back to the office for a while, which is on the way to the beach, changed into some shorts and a t-shirt and free balled it to the beach - I mean, office.I got there and the car parks were empty. That told me the dunes were. ..So for the next half hour i indolently lounged around his studiodraped in luxurious furs, dazzling dresses and mindblowingly sexynegligees like a real Hollywood diva. Of course i was acutely aware ofwhat my flirtatious behaviour was doing to this wonderfull man. He wasso masculine and commanding that i really started to lust after himlike the wanton seductress i was portraying. Every time he accidentlyor purposely touched me or came near, i felt a delicious shiver goingthrough me and more and. I took my wife out shopping for some tight outfits I knew would make him rock hard that week. She seemed a lot less nervous which I found out had to be true when she came in two day before our date with a big bottle of lube! She was obviously gearing herself up to give us tons of dirty anal what a little whore I thought with a bulge in my pants. We headed out that Saturday with her dressed in tight sheer spandex leggings no underwear and her huge tits practically out of her low.