As I re-entered the courtroom, I did not see Darla. I frowned, and was about to go out and call my contact again, when I saw Darla. She was dressed in... a prison-orange jumpsuit, and was led into the courtroom.She was led to a small area, and was seated. The judge was hearing mostly non-felony cases that evening. He quickly found the defendant who he was currently hearing from guilty, fined him $125, and ordered him to do 20 hours of community service. Plus, of course, court 'costs'."I see that. .. I'll be there".As we walked to the carpark, I fell a little behind her to check out her firm ass."Hey mister ... quit checking out my ass" she gleefully scolded me."Busted" I admitted with a laugh.We chatted all the way back to my place, with sly glances at her firm tits hidden under the thin close-fitting t-shirt type top.She caught me a few times ... and just smiled and shook her finger at me.I just winked back at her, not knowing what else to do.We drove into my driveway about 30 minutes. I want to tell you how I have come to love ordering pizzas. After being married for several years our sex life was becoming alittle boring. One night after many night of talking about different fantasies one stuck in my mind. So one night after getting rather horny we decided to call for a pizza to be delivered. While we waited I got naked except for a bath robe. I told my husband to wait out back and see what I was going to do.As I waited for the pizza man to get there I was getting wetter and. The greasiness of the cream was an excellent lubricant as I slowly, but enthusiastically, masturbated myself. I wanted to keep the show going for a while, so whenever I felt the urge was getting to a tipping point, I backed off to allow the urge to subside. I did this a few times, and each time it was more difficult to remain sufficiently composed. I wanted the show to continue, but not enough for the audience to lose interest.At the stage when I knew I could barely continue without exploding,.