Speaking softly so that only she could hear, David asked, “When you thought about me, did you masturbate?”“Yes,” she said with a groan, still ...olding his hard cock through the fabric.“I used my fingers,” she muttered. “I couldn’t help myself.”David removed his finger and pulled her skirt up so that he could see her bare pussy. Leaning to her ear, he growled, “Show me.”“Couldn’t we just go into my office so that…”“Show me now,” he commanded.He continued to press his package against her thigh and. It was a long time ago, I said to myself in a classic case of rationalizing.Don't delude yourself, Self, I fired back in my mind. Perhaps it was rash, maybe you were young, and nobody would probably care even if they did find out, but it was still a promise.Come on, let's go for it! said the adventurous Sean, the one I increasingly thought of as the Sean with the pitchfork and the horned tail.I sat back down. "Can't," I said."How come?" asked Lightspeed, clearly surprised.I shook my head. "I. As you well know, 99% of the time I meet people with ‘Eeyore’ partly for safety and partly because he enjoys watching. Well, since Sarge has never asked to meet alone, and has generally been a ‘jolly good egg ‘(that’s posh for crackin’ shag!), I suggested a 1:1 meet (with Eeyore’s knowledge I might add). Before long, the opportunity for a cheeky daytime meet arose. Now I should stress that this is highly unusual, so when it does happen I go with it! To save time I decided to wear just a short. After the game he began sulking and treating Patty like his maid rather than his wife and by then I'd listened to all of his bullshit I could take. We said our goodbyes and got the hell out of there, I couldn't stand being around that arrogant prick another minute. As far as the ball game went, I didn't give a rats ass one way or another, but I was glad Oklahoma won.Hunting season started and I went hunting every weekend. While I went hunting, Sandra went to Salt Lake City shopping. It was.