I was drunk. Alone in my room. It was two in the morning. The hallways were dark, there was no noise. I got online and went to a chat room. Most were ...ake people. The first guy I found was older, married. Second guy was younger, but far away. Third was jackpot. He lived on campus. He was cute, great body, and black. When he sent me a picture of his cock, I asked where he lived. I told him what I wanted, told him the situation I had in mind, and then told him to get ready. I was embarrassed.. Please don't tell anyone, I could lose my job!" She pleaded. "Ok you were right. This was just a plan of mine to get into your knickers," she looked at me in shock, "and I won't tell anyone about your little secret, as long as you do let me in." "Let you into where?" "Into your knickers!" I said, trying to be as dominant as I could. "That's blackmail, Luke!" "Well it's your choice." "What will it involve?" She asked curiously. "I want to use those anal beads on you myself," I replied with a. I started feeling like a panty on my body was too much clothing. In this 2 months, my husband use to get me someone or other ever other days. I don’t even ask their names.He use to call me before coming home and I get ready naked to welcome them. After they left leaving my husband hands with money we just see each other eyes and blush out in a laugh. We kept on talking something or other and we could not sleep all night day and suddenly there was a door bell sound. My husband said it must be. Each time she stood raw and revealed by the lake, she was as desirable as the last. Each time she emerged from the lake, the shimmering water sliding down her nude body, he wanted her more. And each time he lay with her on this same grass, he claimed her spirit and body as if it were the first and last time he would ever do so. With impassioned gyrations she rides upon him now. As they lock their lips and entwine their tongues, he feels her buck her hips against his crotch and clench her.