I was cheating on my husband. I had just fucked a trucker on the side of the road, for God’s sake. And… oh God… I really did find it erotic that...he pretended to be my father. These were definite grounds for guilt. Not only guilt, but revulsion. Some of both were definitely inside me. And there was also humiliation. I thought about the way Brandon had debased me in his office yesterday, the way I had responded to him without much reluctance. Should I have been more squeamish? Shouldn’t I have. We went directly upstairs, with Ingrid and Elsie heading into the main building to order food and supplies.As soon as we were in the room, I placed Lillian on the nearest bed and slumped down on the floor beside her. I had pushed myself harder than I had ever done before. I did not think I could have done the things I had done tonight. However, the fact it was fueled by my rage made me question its usefulness. I did not see myself getting that angry in every battle and the strain on my body was. I turn my back to the mirror and slowly lower one side of my skirt then the other and move my hips as I work it down. When it falls to the floor, I step out and kick it to the wall to join my jacket and my shirt. Standing there in my black bra and thong, my spike heels accentuate my long legs. I feel so sexy as I turn around, and watch as I run my hands slowly and delicately down my sides, back up and down over my breasts. I reach behind me and undo the closures of my bra. and watch as I lower. I turned to say something but my just opening mouth was met with a very nice soft lipped mouth in one of those tummy flip flip open mouth kisses.We kissed and kissed. Pretty soon I turned more toward her to put my arms around her. The more I turned the more she leaned into me, near laying across the seat. We kept kissing till my head was whirling. Then she got my attention by moving her right hand down to pass across the bulge that had appeared in my slacks. She sort of leaned into me, forcing.
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