cybal
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The next week came and went and Kay wondered about Steve. She was fine with a little distance as they had been rather aggressive with each other. She did you usual exercise and yoga then lunch with friends and may be a game of tennis or bridge in the afternoon at the club.
It was Tuesday and she had not seen or heard from Steve in over a week. She was becoming concerned as Julia had not said anything and she could never catch him at home, or get him to answer.
Sitting at the dining table having a sandwich she replayed their last encounter at the theater. "Oh my" she smiled to herself as her nipples stood tall in her white polo. She felt flush and pushed her chair back. "Maybe I should have a cocktail to calm down?" she said to herself. Pete was out chasing the only balls he was interested in these days, white and dimpled.
Kay began to wonder about Emily. "She would not have contacted Steve? She couldn't have known who he was?" she thought as the image of the smile on her face as Steve fucked her was burned into Kay's memory. She walked into the kitchen and got her cell and called Steve. No answer and she did not want to risk leaving a message.
She leaned against the doorway looking out on the pool and the shower where she first felt's his manhood in her hand. She replayed his body in her mind as her hand pressed into her yoga pants.
"Oh my" she sighed and grabbed her plate and glass and headed up to her room for a shower to try and satisfy this longing she was having.
It was Tuesday and she had not seen or heard from Steve in over a week. She was becoming concerned as Julia had not said anything and she could never catch him at home, or get him to answer.
Sitting at the dining table having a sandwich she replayed their last encounter at the theater. "Oh my" she smiled to herself as her nipples stood tall in her white polo. She felt flush and pushed her chair back. "Maybe I should have a cocktail to calm down?" she said to herself. Pete was out chasing the only balls he was interested in these days, white and dimpled.
Kay began to wonder about Emily. "She would not have contacted Steve? She couldn't have known who he was?" she thought as the image of the smile on her face as Steve fucked her was burned into Kay's memory. She walked into the kitchen and got her cell and called Steve. No answer and she did not want to risk leaving a message.
She leaned against the doorway looking out on the pool and the shower where she first felt's his manhood in her hand. She replayed his body in her mind as her hand pressed into her yoga pants.
"Oh my" she sighed and grabbed her plate and glass and headed up to her room for a shower to try and satisfy this longing she was having.