It was everything I could do to not reach down the front of my shorts and masturbate furiously something I had not done for a long, long time. ‘Is ...his all you need?’ The clerk’s words pulled me out of my stupor and I regained a bit of control. It was just long enough to not say what I really wanted to say, which was ‘No, what I really need is to be bent over this conveyor belt and screwed right here, right now, until I scream!’ I wanted…no needed something long and fat stuffed in my pussy,. I coughed to stop from laughing as Kathleen and I went out to go back downstairs to tidy up and maybe have a night-cap. As we stopped briefly on a darker point of the landing, I pulled her to me and gave her another kiss. Stiffly she responded and gave me a little kiss in return. ‘Come on,’ I said and gently pulled her by the hand down and into the parlour. I left the lights off and pulled her to me and onto the settee. As we cuddled by the firelight she became a little more eager and as I. Anderson and I'd mainly just ignored each other for all of Thursday though there had been some glowering across the Thanksgiving table when no one was looking. Shortly after dinner, Rachel and he had left; evidently he had to get back to school for football practice early Friday morning. I watched Jean as they drove away feeling strangely unfulfilled and empty. The dichotomy of my life, again; I felt both happy that she didn't have to put up with that ass but also saddened that now she had to. " Well, maybe I could come over afterwards?" he continued, not even seeming to care as to who that friend might be."That might be ... awkward," Laura replied, hoping that this time he finally got the hint."Oh," Rusty finally said after a long pause."Maybe you should go and see the movie by yourself," she suggested. "You never know who you might run into." Yeah, maybe I will," he said, trying to sound like it was no big thing that she had plans with someone else.The conversation lasted another.