.." No, I'm not okay! I... can't even go home tonight, William, not until after ten. Why do you think that is?" I wouldn't have a clue." It's because ...my doorman thinks that I'm dying to have sex with him!" And... why would he think something like that?" Because... It's because I gave him good reasons to think that way. I... yesterday... in the elevator, and in front of my door... Oh, God, it makes me feel all... Don't make me describe the details!" I'm not making you do anything. But... you,. Drinking her coffee, she enjoyed an hour of cloudy light as it shined on her from the window behind her computer. It was going to be another lazy stormy day. The only new email was an advertisement from the toy site she subscribed to. Deleting it without looking at it because they didn't have the money to shop, she wished she could replace her favorite vibe that had stop working some time ago. Clicking on the 'most visited tab', she went to a adult site that pleased her. She shared the forums. She was no prude; in fact she was proud of her body, gift of God to male eyes everywhere. This included home and the man-child whom she knew peeked at her physique when he thought she wasn't aware of his growing curiosity. She was though, and it amused and pleased her and even had a little titillating effect on her libido for reasons she never bothered to analyze.Perhaps it was that he combined the brawn and well-favored features of his father, with the more sensitive nature she sought to. ..your bottom is going to be just as red when I get through with it." She's standing at the end of the bed, bent over, presenting her backside. She's beautiful. Her naked breasts hang down like ripe fruit. I'm tempted to pull down her pantyhose but there's something erotic about her nylon clad legs and bottom and I have all night to pull them down. I rub her cheeks and slide my hand between her legs. She's soaked. She gives a little mew like a kitten as I rub her. "You're soaked," I announce..