While clothed, she felt completely naked and vulnerable, but with a hint of excitement about the unknown. The events from last night kept playing over...and over in her head, and she could only imagine what story the pictures Sarahs camera told. As she walked into the house, her husband Jack was sitting at the kitchen table reading the Sunday paper, sipping on a cup of coffee. She felt it was best to avoid any close contact with Jack until she showered off the smell of pussy she knew she reeked. Joyce had a very different perspective on it than Jennifer did. Stephanie agreed with Jennifer, but I wondered if that was her own self-interest in my having a girlfriend who supported her. Stephanie had her own ideas about what I should be, and was trying to direct my life in that way. Well, I had about a week to think it through so I could talk to Joyce about it.Jennifer and her mom arrived at 5:15pm to pick me up. We sat and talked with her dad while her mom finished making dinner. We had. "She stood me up and told me to take off my dress and slip. She pushed meback on the bed and pulled off my panties. She squeezed some lube ontoher fingers and started to lube my ass. She bent down and took my cock inher mouth as she slid first one, then two, then three, then four fingersin and out of my hole. When I was loose and lubed, she got up on herknees and lubed the dildo. It was a very sexy sight, her stroking hermassive cock with lubricant between my legs. She grabbed my ankles. She was acting as if she’d morphed from a cop on an undercover investigation to an aspiring model overnight. Was she seriously thinking about this? Carmella’s voice brought her back to the present. ‘It’s a dream we all should have,’ she said, her sexy eyes gleaming. ‘But there are those who dream, and those who make it happen. How do you feel about your assessment with Pierre Laroche?’ ‘I feel nervous.’ Carmella laughed out loud again, tossing a hand through her perfect hair. ‘Oh, darling, you.