Oddly, his own nails were giving rise to some peculiar, erotic feelingfor some bizarre reason. He clenched his hands into tight fists andtried to dism...ss the feeling but it persisted as he caught sight of hispretty thumbs. It was unnerving! He suddenly threw his hands down to hissides, out of sight, feeling ashamed. Was he getting turned on by hisown polished nails or was it being forced by Julia to polish them!?Either way, it seemed shameful. He just wanted Julia to get home toinspect the work. So deep was I in this train of thought that Morag's call on Wednesday evening caught me on the hop. I hadn't actually forgotten about it but it was far from the forefront of my mind. In retrospect that was probably a good thing. I'd got my priorities right."Hello?" Hello, James darling! I've taken you at your word. How are you, my man?" I'm fine, Princess, and all the better for hearing you. All well?" Yeah, not half!" Go on. Tell me." Well, there's been a guy at work who's been coming on at me. ‘That was nice,’ I said to the night sky. ‘You liked it?’ She said. ‘Yeah, A lot.’ ‘Later then, you got to fuck me.’ That was a question, too. I made a face like when a favorite aunt gives you a sweater for Christmas. ‘That is a deal,’ I said. She patted my thigh three pats and then walked back into the bar ahead of me so her boyfriend, maybe ex, maybe not, sort of thing, wouldn’t see us together. I finished my smoke and then went back to the bar. I sat alongside the rail at a small two person. Then this Thursday night when Carol got home a little later than usual from her motel date, I was starting to get worried. No too worried cause I knew Sam would take care of Carol. Then she came in the door. She, as usual, looked very well fucked. As was our new norm, she kissed me hot and hard as she frenched me with her fresh cum flavored tongue. It now excited me and I pushed her down on the couch and went down on her. She was overflowing with cum and I cleaned it all out of her hot pussy..