I’ve got sex on the brain all the time. Lately, I just go into my bedroom and put on a CD. I get undressed and lie on my bed. I caress and rub my br...asts. I twist and play with my nipples. Then I’d rub my pussy lips and play with my clitoris. I slowly put one finger into my wet pussy and just fuck myself with my finger. It felt so good and then I’d slip maybe two fingers and play for a while. My pussy got so wet, when I played with my wet cunt.I like to imagine that maybe some man out there is. I got home from the gym this afternoon to find a message from my dad saying that he was coming to see me this weekend. I must go shopping now and buy something special to wear for the very first time my dad sees me after all these years.It’s finally Friday, and I feel like such a nervous little school girl! My dad should be here before too much longer. His last message said that I should wear something nice because he wanted to take me out somewhere special. He said, “You know what Daddy likes. I instantly began to cheer up. Miss Tully offered her condolences regarding my wife's ill-timed passing and pleaded with me to attend this year's gathering. She promised it would do wonders for me. And, in the back of my mind, I knew my wife would more than approve. So, I accepted. In parting, she told me that the same protocol was in order and that I would have to get a chit from the doctor indicating that I was disease free. This was a swinger's colony where no condoms were used unless a. We should take them to all the museums. It would be good for me to see them again after so many years.’ ‘I’ve never been to the Art Institute or the Adler Planetarium, and always wanted to go.’ ‘The Art Institute might be a little too advanced for the guys, but we can certainly go to the planetarium. You and I can go to the Art Institute and get Marnie to babysit.’ ‘Sounds like fun. Is everything still good for Friday?’ ‘Yes. I knocked out all the paperwork and we’re ready for the closing on.