A desire for sexual fulfillment, she could not trust herself; her beautiful young body reflected in the mirror screamed for it, and she was frightened.... The naughty part of her mind knew that she only had to reach her hand out to herself to gain a pleasurable release but her reasoning conditioned mind rejected it, completely.The young wife glanced at the clock as she finished dressing. She noticed that it was almost three o'clock. Three. Already. Oh God, she thought. I was supposed to go over to. " I'm one of your mom's coworkers. Is she home?" he asks looking over Marissa's shoulder, down the hallway. "No, I'm sorry, she's actually gone for the weekend with my brother," at that point she slightly regrets telling this stranger that the house is empty. "but I'll tell her you stopped by." Marissa begins to shut the door when it stops halfway through. Mitchell shoved his foot into the crack between the door and the frame before it could shut. "Are you sure I can't come in? Just for. ” I nodded a little bit cautiously. I think Beth could tell I was a little uncomfortable sitting with her in this house. She stood and I stood with her. “Thanks for an interesting evening.”“I enjoyed it. I’ll see you in the morning, Beth.”I left for home. I talked with my parents for a few minutes before going to bed and sleep. I slept peacefully.In the morning, I came into work at my usual early hour. I grabbed coffee after it dripped through and went to my desk to start work.Beth came in just. Then, as I picked up a magazine and flipped it open to a random page, everything became abundantly clear. A naked man knelt on a bearskin rug, one hand clamped around a huge cock that made my cheeks blush just looking. Behind him, another man was in the process of inserting his own mammoth shaft up- I squealed, clamping a hand over my mouth and dropping the magazine like it was a poisonous snake. Oh no. Oh no no no. Taking a deep breath, I sifted through the rest of the box's contents. There.