His mood had certainly lifted since meeting with John. He needed a laugh. He missed Tracy, but it wasn’t just that she was sick. Her last few texts ...nd emails had been very brief. He really hoped she would feel more like herself soon. * * * * * Tracy filled her orders and straightened up the shop, sweeping, then mopping, then checking her email again. She had made up her mind, but she was not at peace with her decision. Instead, she distracted herself and stayed busy with work, even making. ’ ‘It is isn’t it apart from the time during your period.’ ‘Yes. Was Guy OK with you?’ ‘He’s a little bit shy but I think we got over that.’ I laughed, ‘I got him to admit that he fancied me right from the start so I think he’s going to be OK.’ ‘What about him cumming inside you, do you need to use a condom?’ I laughed, ‘Thankfully no because we haven’t got any! The pills cause me to release a hormone that kills sperm because I’m supposed to be pregnant. So no problems there. He likes bottoms. "As they discussed the likely motivation, she continued rubbing the front of her bathing suit, an addictive rhythm. Alan could feel pressure building in his trousers, and Janice was glued to the spectacle.Suddenly the woman stopped tickling her stomach with her right hand, and brought it down to meet the left, between her thighs. Gently lifting the orange cloth to the side with her left hand, she revealed a nest of tight brown hair, and as she spread her knees a little, they got a perfect view. " Yes dear.” I replied, feeling a bit let down. I turned over and went to sleep, still with an image of a man touching, sucking and fucking me. I woke up to a bright summer’s day, putting on just shorts and a T-shirt, I grabbed a coffee and sat outside on the patio with my list of thing to get sorted first of which was to telephone Adrian, the local handyman to fit a new light unit in the kitchen, David was supposed to do it but never seemed to get around to any of these little household.