The pool on the ground level of her apartment was a perfect place for her to parade her body. Subconsciously, she dreamed of attention, the attention ...iven to her firm and tanned body, her cute ass and perky breasts. She loved how the guys would stare from the corner while she pretended to be too engrossed in her book to notice. She craved that attention, which was as absent as her husband. The gaze of other men, seemed to ignite the fuse in her body. She will find her legs spreading and. ” With a smirk, I grab in between your legs, and feel your erection. I watch you smile and feel you throb in my hand. “What makes you think I can go over so easily?" I say. "Judging by how turned on you are I bet I could send you just as fast,” I say. I kiss your neck, tracing my tongue up and down and stroking you at the same time. You groan in response, and stop my hand. “Tonight is about you.” The look of passion is serious and enticing. I give you a curious look as you walk me into the. He blinked his eyes as his consciousness slowlybegan to slip away. Through unfocused eyes, he saw the woman bend over himand begin to apply some sort of cream to his face. It was cold, but eventhat felt wonderful in his addled state. He felt himself smile, and heimagined himself floating amongst the clouds as the gas took full effect. Just before he gave himself over to this marvelous feeling of euphoria, hehad a momentary concern as the woman's fingers worked over his face. Forjust an. Again I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan, then I suddenly plunged a finger into my cunt, just as I’d done so many times so many years before when an e-mail he’d sent me during the day had ordered me to masturbate at my desk. For some reason I wasn’t surprised when my digit was trapped inside my warm wet tunnel. I knew it was because of the e-mail, because of the fires rekindled by seeing it. I slipped another finger in and started to fuck myself with both digits, just as I’d done for him.