I showered and cleaned everything extensively. I tossed on a pair of tight jeans and a T-shirt, no dorky dress-up with slacks or polished wingtips thi... time. I kept it relaxed. So relaxed that I skipped putting on underwear. I felt sexy with my tight little ass being hugged by denim and the breeze groping me on my way out to my car.Walking through the lobby and heading up to his room I noticed random strangers looking at me and wondered if any were checking me out. I never really felt. Women react to small little things faster than hard pumping. She got a little red in her cheeks and her bosom expanded a few inches. There was pure lust in her eyes and breathing became heavy. Im not very fond of PDA, so we decided to walk out and go back home.From there she took a auto towards Karunamoye and I returned back. I was looking forward to the next opportunity to meet her maybe in her apartment this time. This happened after 1 month and yes I know but patience pays. Her husband was. She opened it and entered. In the dark of his room, she could see him standing at the window looking out."Troy, have you seen my school notes?" Tori asked."Tori!" he said, frightened to see her.She turned on his light and he immediately hit the floor."What's wrong?" she asked."Nothing!" he said emphatically while crawling around and closing the drapes."What were you looking at?" Nothing!" Can I look?" There's nothing to see." So why look?" I was just thinking. I like to look out when I think.". I thought it looked amazing, hanging down nearly to my knees. I wacked it experimentally against her bottom; she growled when it hit her butt plug.“OK, stop messing about and get on the bed…. No - face up you idiot”I laughed and rolled over – the dildo sticking straight up in the air from just above my pussy. I was still fiddling with the ridged rubber bit that pressed against my clit when Becky straddled my hips and lowered herself down onto the monster. I had no idea how she could take so.