She was awash in her own juices. "No one is home to hear," she thought, and reached over to the bottom drawer of her bedside table to pull out her bat...tery operated vibrator. It hadn’t been used in months, only when Jack was on an extended trip, but tonight she needed it, badly. She held the buzzing pink egg in her hand, and slowly slid it down across her belly to her crotch. Holding it still in one perfect spot, she let the waves of pleasure sweep over her, until the pink cloud in her mind. She was stunned! Was he really going to do this to her, would she finally get what she had long desired? He forcefully opened her legs and dived in with his tongue. Her body tensed with all the pleasure he was giving her. He gently slid in a finger into her soaking wet pussy. “You really did want a good fuck didn’t you? You must be a naughty little slut, look how wet you are for me”. She gasped at the words he spoke but it just caused her to want it even more and to become even wetter than she. That day, it was his laugh that made her look up, and when she did she watched him casually flirt with Jasmine and the way she, who always seemed a little distant and aloof, smiled up at him with an almost predatory glint in her eye. ‘My God, he’s beautiful,’ Rainey had thought. She’d waited a week to ask about him, hoping Brenda, their plump little receptionist wouldn’t decipher the reason for her interest. To Rainey’s relief, Brenda had just smiled and spoke about Aidan as if he were her own. She ran her hands down her body. At twenty-seven years old she was reasonably happy with her toned figure and firm, round breasts. Certainly no man would have any complaints in that regard. But the one man she wanted didn’t want what she had to offer. Andrea soaped her breasts and watched as the nipples hardened. She thought about the man in the next room, who was no doubt just as wet and soapy as herself right now. Her hand dipped between her legs and she shuddered in pleasure as the lightest.