Not certain what this means he decides to try and sleep. Saturday: First thing upon getting up on Saturday morning Scott checks his email and is deli...hted to discover all kinds of wonderful items in it. Seems like during the previous night Jen was busy with sending me emails. They were of her artwork and her kids. She is Very talented Scott thought to himself. Her kids look adorable! I got on her to check and see if she had thought about me as much as I had her and look at this…she did!!!. That was encouraging. ‘Contact point for me?’ Was I entirely on my own on this job? Any back up or logistics? ‘In the briefcase… a cell phone number that comes to me direct. Call me on Mondays between 1 and 2 Pacific Time. There is also a dedicated e-mail address. I have one of your resumes and know you’re computer literate. Get yourself a good laptop with all the bells and whistles. Special requests OK, periodic reports desirable. Let me know when you’ve used a drop point. Be brief.’ The. The feeling on my clit was so intense, so much faster and stronger the flicking of my fingers that I was used to. I pressed it hard, increasing the burning tickle, and I felt a jolt low in my belly every few seconds. I didn't want to cum yet; I knew it would better the longer I waited. Removing the smooth metal rod from my swollen clit, I pushed it between my lips and wiggled it around my wet entrance. I slid it about halfway into myself, enjoying the buzzing inside my pussy. I heard. After the party, only Mary and Miki arrived at my house for an evening swim. Mary's husband had drunk too much and was retiring early. Also Mary told me that she had never mentioned the pool invitation to the other guests. So here I was alone with these two beauties. Neither of the women bothered to bring a bathing suit. So we all swam nude and played grab ass for a while. We dried off and entered my house adjourning to my bedroom with the king size bed. "I can't wait for you to fuck Miki,".