Star wouldn’t allow it. Her long fingers, with pink polished tips, ran over the cool marble. It was soothing to touch, the shade of the tree eased t...he heat of the day from her shoulders and for a moment she felt him with her. ‘Shawn,’ she whispered, almost believing he was there, smelling her perfume, as well as hearing her words. Star thought of the last day they had seen each other. He’d kissed her goodbye, on his way out of town for business, their wedding just two weeks away. She recalled. I leaned forward and grabbed it as it quit shaking and looked at my missed call. I had six; five were from Laura and one from my buddy Jacob who had most likely been looking to party the night before. The call that had woke me up was from Laura, along with a few voice mail messages apparently. Realizing I still didn’t feel the need to talk to her I decided to ignore the phone and grab some food. The rest of the day passed in a daze as I realized we were finally over. Monday morning. I disengaged from the finger in my ass and sank back on the bench, totally spent. My new neighbor almost immediately stuck his hard prick thru the hole, but by now I was slightly disgusted with myself and tired of this place. Zipping up my pants, though, I admired his cock and squeezed it once to feel its girth. It was thicker than mine, though not as long, and it looked nice to me, but I’d had enough of this and left it sticking thru the hole as I exited. Gulping some clean, fresh air in the. Flashback to days earlier. Karen decided to stay the night at a remote hotel two towns over where no one would easily recognize her. Stripping out of her business suit from the long work day, Karen carefully opened up her briefcase to reveal an assortment of clothes and wigs and makeup. Karen put on her stockings, mini-skirt and top, fixed a wig atop her head and applied some makeup to complete the look. Karen had been out a few times in public dressed this way to fetish clubs and adult.