He had stayed by Beth's side until the evening when she showed signs of waking. The monitor was obviously being repeated at the Nurse's station, as so...n the senior nurse came in. She checked Beth's pulse and blood pressure."She'll be back with us soon. It will be good for her that the first thing she sees will be her husband."It was three hours later that Beth's eyes fluttered and opened, then closed for another minute or so, then opened. Her first reaction was a huge smile."Matt. Oh Matt it's. There was no carburettor, just a weird system of pipes and wires. Was that really an electric starter? The owner saw me and came over. The single-cylinder machines, of three-fifty or five hundred cc, had been built under licence in India, initially for their police force. They'd become popular and, in due course, the company had begun to import them into Britain.In order to meet safety and environmental requirements, they had upgraded electrics, the front disk brake, electronic ignition and. .. Well, that doesn't really work for me. This is where the bad side comes out to play. I am a wife and mother, I go to church, I do PTA, I do company dinners for the hubby. I am a good girl with a very naughty bad side. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband and I love making love to my husband. However, we only make love occasionally and the rest of the time I have to take care of myself. A woman gets tired of taking care of herself and toys are simply that, toys. Sometimes a woman needs a. I could feel the heat emanating from between her legs. Her underwear was damp from a mixture of sweat and excitement. I ran my fingers along the valley in her knickers caused by her swollen lips. She squirmed, parting her legs and giving me more room. My hand edged inside the leg of her panties. Her soft pubic hair was dry on her mound, but as my fingers pressed into her folds it was wet and sticky. I separated her lips and slid my finger inside her hot pussy. She leant the back of her head.