He wasn't athletic but he was by no means fat. The more she looked the more she realised that he was attractive. Finally she saw his crotch where his ...semi hard cock was forming a bulge. Santa grinned when he saw where her eyes were resting, he reached out and pulled her duvet from her body. She was in a peach coloured sheer nightie, and her nipples were starting to stand to attention. She shivered when the cool air hit her body, the air serving to show her that she wanted Santa and not just to. Be happy, sweetheart - that’s all I ever want for you,” she smiles. Looking at her serious expression, I realise what she is saying. Looking back at my life, I have never experienced real happiness until Mark. Taking a deep breath, I immediately put on my trainers and my zipped hooded sweatshirt. “Okay. Call me if you need me,” I quickly say, kissing my mom’s cheek before dashing downstairs. “We won’t, don’t worry!” she jokingly shouts. ************ Racing my bike to Mark’s apartment block, I. Her husband chuckled and announced, “You can’t be horny so soon. We had sex a few weeks ago. I really want to watch the end of the game.”Tricia forced a chuckle to hide her disappointment. She was incredibly horny and needed to come. She told her husband she was tired and was heading to bed. Tricia headed straight for the bathroom, locked the door and pulled out his business card from her purse.“Benjamin Kane,” she whispered his name.Speaking his name made the hairs on the back of her neck. On those days when her friend was not working late, she rarely returned home directly after work. She would wander along to Binta's room and the two girls would chat together or go swimming in the Brothel pool. On some evenings, they would meet in the roof garden: high above the city and the only part of the Brothel open to the sky. Like many others, Binta had a small plot in the garden she could tend when she could. It was a very small plot that grew only a few flowers and herbs, but Binta had.