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Subject: {ASSM} The Affairs, part 4 (FF, voyeurism, F, Masturbation)
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a story about sex between adults for adults ONLY. If you are not
an adult or if your City, County, State, Country or Planet has laws
against the reception and/or transmission of adult material, CEASE TO
READ NOW!


The Affairs (Part 4)
Sarah woke up after a 4-hour nap. The events of that morning had left
her exhausted, sore and satisfied. She got out of bed and saw the
clothes on the floor and picked them up. She walked her naked body to
the bathroom, dumped the clothes in the hampster and looked herself in
the mirror. She had that "well fucked" glow about her as Michael loved
to say and it was confirmed by the dull feeling on her pussy. She smiled
at herself for a second and then, a flood of thoughts came to her brain.
She had cheated, she had an affair and with a younger guy to boot, a
stranger, what have she done, what would she tell Michael, was she a
whore, a floozy, but damn it Michael was the instigator, it felt great,
she liked the way she was in control. She went to the closet and chose a
pair of shorts and a T-shirt and then went to the kitchen to get herself
some coffee in the hope it would clear her mind.

She walked to the deck and sat, cup in hand staring at the lake and
meditating about the events that happened that morning. Her
well-raised-little-girls morals were fighting the needs and desires of
the grown-up-woman. 'You simply do not do things like that. You made an
oath.' Was the Little Girl's position as the Grown-Woman replied with 'I
am a woman and own my body and as I do not hurt anybody, it is nobody
business but mine'
At the end, her fear was Michael's reaction. One thing she did not want
was to lose him. Even though he had pushed her over a long time to have
an affair, it was mostly reduced to suggestions and their role-playing
in bed. This was the real thing, no fantasy. She couldn't find an answer
at the moment, so she decided to forget about it for a while. The whole
event just happened and she needed to separate herself from it till she
could approach it in a less emotional state of mind.

Her stomach growled and she realized it was past noon. She got up and
went to the refrigerator. Once the door was opened she remembered that
she was supposed to go to the grocery store that day. She rummaged the
crisper and saw that most of the salad stuff was ready to become
compost. She dumped all the contents in the garbage can and mentally
prepared herself to go to the supermarket, a task she disliked it and
usually was left to her husband who actually enjoyed doing it.

She headed for the door after picking up her purse and keys when the
phone rang. She answered and heard the singsong voice of Gina reminding
her about the brunch on Sunday. Sarah lied and said she had not
forgotten and assured her that she would be there. Gina told her to
bring a swimsuit so they can fight the predicted heat with a dip in the
lake and Sarah told her she would and, after mutually saying goodbye,
she hung up.

The supermarket was crowded as she expected it.  After getting a cart,
she rushed to the vegetable section and selected her usual forage:
lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, and the works.  She went to aisle D to get
the croutons (her only surrender to an otherwise low-fat diet) and she
stared at the low fat dressings trying to decide what flavor would be
the one she had a craving for. A man, well over his forties, trailing
his wife gave her a look over. She shuddered a bit when he saw his
lecherous eyes and wondered what brought that on. As she walked to the
next aisle, she saw men looking at her with different degrees of lust in
their eyes and felt naked and a thought struck her. She made a quick
turn and headed for the end of the store and got in the bathroom leaving
the cart outside. The place was deserted and she stood in front of the
mirror and confirmed her suspicions. Her T-shirt was with and very thin
and she could almost see her aureole and the nipples were easily defined
due to the cold air conditioning of the store. But the real problem was
her shorts, tight and flimsy she never wore them outside the house and,
to top it off, she had forgotten to wear any underwear at all and the
thin material defined her pussy. She felt her face hot and red as she
pulled at her crotch trying to loosen the fabric but the results were
less than desirable. She cursed at herself for being so stupid and not
thinking about the way she was dressed when she left home. Realizing
that there was nothing she could do, she muster all her strength, got
out of the bathroom, yanked the cart and made a beeline for the first
register available. Luckily, the 10-items-or-less register was deserted
and she was out of the supermarket in record time. Back in her car she
kept asking herself what in the world was going on; she never did a
thing like that, by accident or purpose and she was far form an
exhibitionist.  At the end she told herself that it was just her state
of mind in a very weird and exciting day, this will never happen again
but score one for Grown-Woman over the final protest of little girl when
she sensed a wet spot in her shorts. 

 Back at the house, she fixed a salad and ate it while watching a  Tear
Jerker Movie Marathon on Lifetime. This is what she needed, a quiet
afternoon, a good movie and peace of mind. Around 6 p.m., she got up and
changed into her jogging outfit making sure she wore the correct
garments to avoid a repeat of the noon show. As she approached the
jogging path, she looked over for Rene, but she was nowhere in sight. 
She did her usual 5 miles and walked slowly back home and got her mail
from the bank of mailboxes that the houses shared. The usual junk mail
offering free one-room carpet cleaning and roof inspections ('Don't
forget, we are in hurricane season!' proclaimed one pamphlet 'Check your
roof before another Andrew takes it away') Bank statements, a couple of
catalogs, Elle magazine for her and a couple of Michael's "serious"
business magazines.

She walked in the house and heard the electronic chime of the answering
machine as it finished taking a message. She dumped the mail on the
entryway table and clicked the PLAY button on the machine:

"Hi Sarah, is Rene. Don't forget about tomorrow. You may wanna drop by
10 or 10:30 and be hungry. By the way, the knee is almost back to
normal. Thanks again and I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

Sarah felt like crap. With all that had happened, she totally forgot
about Rene's knee and calling her to check it out. She pushed the right
button on her Caller ID box and Rene's phone was ringing 2 seconds
later.

"Hello?" answered Rene.
"Hi Rene, it is Sarah, How are you?" asked Sarah "I just got in and
heard your message."
"Hi Sarah! I didn't mean for you to answer right away." Said Rene.
"I am the one that should be apologizing. I had a hectic day and I
absolutely forgot to call and see how were you doing." Explained Sarah
and amazed at the understatement.
"Don't worry about that, I am fine. What were you doing at work on a
Saturday anyway?" asked Rene.
"Oh! They were installing a new computer network and something went gaga
and, since the big boys are out of town, I was on call." Answered Sarah
embarrassed that she could lie so easy.
"Well, you better not be on call tomorrow. I want you here ready to have
fun," said Rene.
"Don't worry I am not. The system is up and working and I am not
needed.  Listen, I feel bad about going and not taking anything, how
does brownies sound to you?" asked Sarah
"They sound great! But I almost forgot, Gina invited a couple of friends
over to come have brunch too and I'd hate for you to make you work
extra." Said Rene.
"Don't worry, I'll just whip 2 batches and it is about the same amount
of work." Said Sarah.
"Are they the low-fat, low-calories type?" said Rene.
"No way! Double fudge, all the fat, all the sugar, from scratch and with
nuts kind. Made by yours truly." said Sarah laughing.
"Oh my God! You have a deal! Although you know that we will pay for it
dearly with extra miles." Rene joked
"I know, from the lips to the hips. But we owe ourselves a treat and it
has to be in the form of chocolate." Said Sarah
"You are right. We do deserve to indulge in forbidden pleasures from
time to time to keep our lives exciting." Said Rene, her words taking
Sarah by surprise. She quickly dimissed any thoughts as coincidence.
"That is the truth. Well, I'll let you go and I will be seeing you
tomorrow."
"Bye Sarah"
"Bye"
  
After sorting out the mail, she took Michael's and went to the study.
She dropped it on an old milk crate (Michael's idea of IN box) and sat
at the computer to check the e-mail.  In the electronic mailbox found
lots of free offers and promises of making you a millionaire with the
latest cyberscams and a one from Michael:

"Dearest Dream of my Life.

 Good News and Bad News. First the Bad. I'll be getting home one day
later than intended.  It seems that somebody screwed up with my
reservation from LA to Miami and I have to stay over for 24 hours in
LaLa Land (not my fav town anyway). So, I'll be there Saturday instead
of Friday but I promise I'll make it up to you if you make a reservation
at the Airport Hotel so we don't waste any time...hehehehe.

Good News! We signed the contract for the new cranes! That is gonna be a
shitload of cash coming in and more likely a promotion. And the best
news is that the project won't start till the end of October and even
then I won't have come back till next January (I am sending John to do
the surveys and the initial analysis)
That will give us 2 months of vacation time (Ok, for me at least) and 2
months of work in-town, plenty to make it up for all the time I been
away.

I'm glad I am heading home to you. I miss your body next to mine when I
wake up every morning and I actually miss your complaining when I leave
the rooms a mess. And, of course, I miss fucking the living daylights
out of you every moment possible.

That reminds me, did you fuck Jerry? Don't waste your chance! If I were
there I would throw you naked at him and tape the whole thing. I am
getting a hard on just now thinking about it.

Love

Michael"

Sarah clicked on REPLY and was about to give him the news of the
encounter with Jerry but, at the last moment, thought it over and
stopped herself. She was still trying to digest the events and she
didn't feel ready.  She just typed a quick note telling him she got the
e-mail and she was going out and promised to write later and sent it. 
She went on browsing different pages about sports and fitness but they
had nothing new. She clicked on the Bookmarks once more and saw SEX in
one of the folders and went there. There were many many links, more than
the last time she checked it ('This was Michael's thing' she thought)
and they ranged from pics to stories and one caught her attention, it
was an on-line sex shop.
She clicked on it and was taken to a store that swore up and down they
had the best collection of sexual toys, aids and related paraphernalia
in the net. 'Well, why not see if there is something I may wanna buy to
welcome Michael home?' wondered Sarah. They asked for a credit card to
assure that you were not a minor. Sarah went quickly over her purse and
fetched her wallet and, selecting one, she inputted the number in the
secure page.

Once the website indicated her that she was allowed, she was treated to
a list of options she could pick. From clothing to jewelry to S&M. She
chose jewelry and was treated to a surprising and very sensual array of
genital gems.  Clips to wear on her clit made her shudder, the thought
of something tight around her overly sensitive button was too much for
her. But the pair of nipple hooks did attract her; the were gold with
emeralds attached to an one inch chain and they looked exciting and
lovely on the model's breast, she selected them and went on to the
clothing page. There she spent a good time deciding what to select till
she got her sights on a little hooker combo: A push up bodice-like
garment in black lace that would leave her breast raised and exposed. It
came with matching crotchless panties and recommended high heel shoes
(sold separately) she ordered that and also the shoes. She was about to
place the order when she decided to click on "Toys". The selection was
incredible! All shapes and sizes of vibrators, dildos, wands, eggs and
anal plugs were hers to pick. She thought about the old plastic vibrator
that had for years and figured it was time for its retirement but the
question was what to buy? She read carefully all the descriptions and
decided early on to go for latex since it promised the softest touch
and, after almost 40 minutes of checking and browsing, she finally
selected one that had a nice 6 inch length and a clitoral stimulator
with beads suspended in some liquid that promised hours of intense
orgasms.  She finished the order, selected Next-Day delivery and gasped
at the price, close to $200. After a second worth of hesitation, she
clicked and ordered the items. 

She closed the browser and her Internet connection and headed for the
kitchen to make the brownies.  An hour and a half later, she was done
and headed for the shower to refresh herself from the baking. After she
got out of the shower, she felt absolutely tired and, even though it was
still early, decided to go to sleep. There were no dreams.

Morning came and Sarah woke up hot and sweaty. The house was stuffy and
the air felt heavy as she turned around and looked at the alarm clock.
It showed no hour and she realized the electricity was off.  'It must
have been a power failure with all Miami running the air conditioners at
full blast." thought Sarah as she got out of bed.  She got in her robe
and opened the bedroom window and was rewarded with a stream of no so
cool air but fresh.  She went to the living room and consulted the white
pages for Florida Power and Light's phone number. After finding it she
dialed it and a recorded voice warned callers that a power failure had
been detected in unincorporated northern Dade and power should be back
to normal by 9:00 am.  Sarah looked at the clock and saw it was 8:47 and
figured she could deal with that providing FPL kept its word. She walked
to the kitchen to fix her morning cup of coffee and she realized it was
going to be a bit difficult without power.  She opened the sliding door
and stepped into the porch and saw it was going to be a very hot and
very sunny day, perfect for sunbathing and swimming. One of the
neighbors form across the lake was already on his little catamaran
sailing at full speed and another one farther down was picking up his
fishing gear and heading back inside his house. She waived at the
catamaran as it went by the house and she looked over the townhouses far
away. She saw people moving around, but couldn't make them out. She went
back inside the kitchen and picked a pair of binoculars that Michael
kept on top of the fridge ('To see if we catch our neighbors doing the
nasty or looking at us' was his explanation for them). She focused on
the townhouses again and was able to see Rene, Gina and another woman
setting up a table with an umbrella and some chairs. They were getting
ready for the brunch.

Sarah got back inside and decided to try her luck and bet that the water
heater had still any hot water in it. She stepped in the shower and
found that there was plenty of it coming out.  She decided instead for a
bath and plugged the tub and let the water fill it as she added some
aromatic salts. When the bath was ready, she slipped in the tub and
sighed with pleasure at the hot caress of the water and salts. After a
while she felt her legs and decided to touch them up a bit with the
razor. She reached for her machine and shaved away any hint of stubble,
she thought of her pussy and decided not to go all-bald but to be sure
she just had a nice bikini shave for the swimsuit.

She got up, turned the shower on and rinsed herself off. She got out,
dried herself and stepped out to the bedroom and was received with the
power coming back on and the air conditioning starting up. She went to
the window and closed it as the sailing neighbor was going by. He looked
up and saw her in all her naked splendor and must have caught him off
guard very bad because the next thing Sarah saw was the boat losing
control and making hard uneven turns almost capsizing. She laughed and
closed the curtains too.

She went over her swimming gear and selected a black one-piece swimsuit
with a high cut and a zipper in front that came all the way down her
belly button. A nice pair of cut-offs to wear on top and some black
beach sandals was all she needed. She also grabbed her beach bag with
all the necessary stuff for her tan and headed out of the bedroom. She
decided that it was still early and got herself a cup of coffee and sat
to watch the Weather Channel. They assured it was gonna be a gorgeous,
cloudless day with highs in the high 90's to low 100's. Also they gave
the extended forecast for the week and warned of possible storms for
Thursday, as Tropical Storm Fred was likely to drop by, more local
weather at the top of the hour.

By the time they started to give the local forecast again, Sarah had
finished her coffee and was ready to leave. She turned off the TV, went
to the kitchen to collect the 2 big Tupperware containers with brownies
and, picking up her beach bag, left the house. She drove to Gina and
Rene's and found a parking space behind a red Honda; she collected her
things, walked to the door and rang the bell. A moment later Gina opened
the door and greeted her warmly helping her with the containers; Rene
appeared a second later with a brunette behind her.

"Hi Sarah!" said Rene as she leaned and gave her a kiss on the cheek
"This is Wendy, a friend of ours and another chocolate addict."
"Hi Sarah pleased to meet you," said Wendy shaking hands.
"Pleased to meet you too Wendy" Sarah said returning the greeting.
"Ok girls, let's get outside and start drinking" Gina said from the back
of the house.

They all stepped out and, except Gina, sat around the table. Rene was
explaining Wendy how they had met and Sarah took the time to check out
the lake. It was a tad strange to see the lake from this side but it was
still the same beautiful lake she fell in love with and made her firm on
the decision to buy the house. There were more neighbors out now
enjoying the sun and fun that came with living around the lake; kids
splashing in the water, women and men sunbathing or swimming, a perfect
picnic day.

Gina showed up with a tray of Pi a Coladas and sat it on the table
inviting everybody to drink. They did not make themselves beg and they
were sipping the cool drink in no time.  Rene went on talking and this
time she was telling Sarah about Wendy: She was a nurse at Jackson
Memorial, divorced and with no kids. They met at a benefit concert in
Bayfront Park when Gina stepped on a broken bottle and Wendy was
volunteering her services in the First Aid booth. Sarah commented that
Gina and Rene seemed to make friends when they were in pain of some sort
and they all laughed. The doorbell rang again and Rene excused herself,
Sarah and Wendy went on talking about nursing and accidents. After a few
minutes, couple came out, with Pi a Coladas already in their hands,
followed by Gina and Rene. They were introduced to Sarah as Erick and
Juanita and, by the way they talked to Wendy, they already knew her;
they all sat down, drank and made the silly chat that one makes in
picnics.

After an hour and 2 more drinks; Rene proposed to catch some rays before
it got too hot. Wendy, Juanita and Sarah quickly agreed but Gina
declined citing that she wasn't finished in the kitchen. Erick
volunteered to help and they went in the house as the rest spread towels
on the lawn and applied the different lotions on their bodies.  Sarah
removed her shorts and applied her tannin lotion on her legs, arms and
shoulders. Rene offered to do her back and she handed her the bottle.
The feeling of Rene's hands in her back was electric and Sarah did her
best to disguise it. When Rene was finished, Sarah offered to do her
back and she quickly accepted; her skin was soft and Sarah wondered if
the rest of her body under that very snall cobalt blue bikini was like
that. She finished and lay on her stomach and listened to the others
gossip about people and events that she knew nothing about. Some 10
minutes later, Erick showed up with another tray of drinks and wearing
the tinniest possible Speedo swimsuit Sarah had ever seen. She couldn't
help but stare at his crotch and wonder; Rene leaned over and confided
her that Erick was alleged to be "hung enough and good enough with it
according to Juanita, but she is jealous as hell, so better watch out."
They giggled and sipped their drinks and kept on worshipping the sun.

The lay under the sun for a good hour turning around every time one side
became too hot bear and having more drinks. They commented about
everything from the latest Hollywood gossip to Wendy's kids (Spending
the week with the ex) to work to pregnancy (Juanita and Erick were
trying for their first). Occasionally Sarah stole glances at Rene's
body. She was wearing a beautiful white bikini that, without being too
exposed, showed enough of her well-formed frame. She heard Juanita
suggesting a dip in the lake and they all agreed. They swam and splashed
each other and called Erick and Gina to join them. Gina refused citing
the kitchen again, but Erick did join and the women attacked him forcing
him underwater.

They came out of the lake and dried themselves off. Sarah realized she
was very close to be drunk and refused another refill in fear of
becoming totally wasted.  She also realized that she needed to go to the
bathroom and relieve her bladder and asked Rene if the bathroom
downstairs was fixed.

"No, not yet, the plumber is supposed to come before the end of the
millenium," said Rene "Why didn't you pee in the lake?"
"Oh gross!" snapped Sarah back as the rest of the women made their
disgust apparent with different noises.

Sarah stood up and felt dizzy the combination of sun and drinks hit her
and she had to sit down again. 

"Sarah, You alright?" asked Wendy
"I am OK, I guess the sun and the booze made me a bit dizzy" replied
Sarah as she got up again.
"You sure? You need any help?" asked Rene worrying.
"Nah! I am fine, as long as I make it soon enough to the bathroom."
Dismissed Sarah

She walked in the house and went upstairs. After she was done she was
walking down the hall when she met Wendy.

"You don't look so good Sarah" declared her "You don't usually drink, do
you?"
"No, I am a 2 drink person and I think I overdid it" admitted Sarah.
"Well, no wonder. We had at least 6 Pi as Coladas. I think you better
lay down for a while. Food won't be ready for another hour." Informed
Wendy. "Let's take you to the bedroom and lay you down." 
"No, not their bedroom" protested Sarah, "It is embarrassing enough to
be drunk without messing their bed."
"OK, there is a recliner on the studio. You can lie there and I'll come
and wake you up before we start lunch." Said Wendy.

Sarah nodded and left herself be guided to the studio. She sat on the
chair and Wendy operated the lever till the chair became almost
horizontal. Sarah mumbled thanks and felt Wendy's hand on her wrist
checking her pulse.

"You are OK dear, just wasted." Said Wendy smiling but with a
professional tone of voice.
"Oh lord, I am embarrassed like you wouldn't believe." Confided Sarah.
"Don't be silly, we all have done it and worse. You just rest."
Dismissed Wendy as she closed the studio door.

Sarah heard Gina's voice talking to Wendy and asking about her. The
voices trailed off as they walked downstairs and Sarah felt asleep.

A while later, she was awaken by the sound of the door being opened but
she did not move or open her eyes. She was in that "half-here
half-there" state where here body still wanted more rest no matter what
the brain wanted. She heard a quiet "Shhh!" as 2 bodies entered the
studio.

"Poor thing" whispered Gina "She is out cold"
"Yes, put the blanket on her. It is cold in here" replied Rene in the
same manner.
"Oh! I know it is cold in here, look at her nipples." Observed Gina with
a giggle.
"Damn it Gina, don't be so crass!" hissed Rene. "She may hear you."
"Don't worry, she is out cold and she is not my type anyway" commented
Gina
"God, if you had a dick you'd be a chauvinist pig" retorted Rene
"Can I help it if I enjoy looking at a woman's body? Said Gina "Besides
I already told you, she is not my type. But Juanita is a whole different
thing, Oh My!"
"Don't you try anything with her" warned Rene "I don't think Erick would
appreciate it and neither would I"
"Let's not start another fight." Said Gina as she covered Sarah with the
blanket "I am sorry I did what I did and I already promised you it won't
happen again."
"Let's get out of here," said Rene with a stern voice.

Sarah, now fully awake, heard the door close but the latch didn't catch.
She  pushed the blanket aside and stood up as she heard Rene and Gina's
voices outside and, carefully, approached the door. There was a quarter
inch space between the door and the doorjamb which gave Sarah more than
enough eye room to see outside.

"Stop that!" she heard Rene saying.  "Sarah is in there and we have
people dowstairs that can come up any second!"
"Shhhhhh Baby! You know how I like the element of danger" replied Gina.

Gina had Rene pressed against the wall, one hand caressing her left
breast while the other was sliding smoothly inside Rene's bikini bottom.
Rene tried to push Gina off her but, after letting out a small moan,
ceased to resist. Sarah could clearly see Gina's hand moving under the
thin fabric of the bikini as a wet spot suddenly appeared.  Gina's free
hand pulled down Rene's bikini top and started to gently knead her
breast.

"Oh Gina.... Yessss" moaned Rene as her legs widened.
"Yes Baby, just feel my finger fucking you. Relax and enjoy it." Replied
Gina.

Sarah was transfixed at the scene. Never in her life she had seen such a
sight. The familiar ache of lust was growing between her legs as she
watched Gina and Rene. The smell of Rene's pussy filled her nostrils and
she found it highly exotic and most arousing.  She could see Gina's hand
now moving fast and furious fingerfucking Rene while the other hand was
pinching and caressing her very hard nipple.  Rene's leg started to
shake as her mouth emited a long soft moan which was covered by Gina's
mouth with a long deep kiss. Finally Rene exploded squeezing Gina's hand
with her legs and embracing her as her hip buckled violently. Little by
little she ceased to spasm and slid down the wall till she was sitting
on the floor, gasping and mumbling incoherently.  Gina kneeled down in
front of Rene and, wickedly, sucked clean the finger that gave Rene such
a beautiful ride. 

"C'mon Baby.  Get up and get yourself together." Said Gina.
"Give me a second, I don't think my legs are working." Replied Rene.
"Uh... I think you better change, your bikini bottom is totally soaked." 
"Your fault!" pointed Rene, "But I loved it. Thanks for the quickie." 
"My pleasure dear" said Gina as she gave her loving kiss.

Both got up. Rene walked in her bedroom and Gina turned around to go
downstairs.  Sarah closed her eyes, paralized with fear and lust
expecting to be caught. Moments later she heard Gina's footsetps going
downstairs. Sarah moved quickly away from the door not knowing what to
do and at that moment she heard Rene also going downstairs. When she was
sure nobody could hear her, Sarah closed the door and sat again.
She felt blushing and her heart was beating hard, it was a mixture of
embarrassment and arousal. She couldn't shake the images off her head
and she felt her pussy wet adding to her embarrassment. After what it
seemed forever, she left the studio and headed downstairs pausing at the
foot of the stairs to see where the people were. They were all in the
lake again and she dashed outside and dove right into it hoping nobody
noticed the wet spot between her legs.

They all asked how she felt and she assured them she was all right and
apologized for the scene.  A beach ball appeared and the played with it
like kids, till Gina informed that it was time to eat. They walked out
of the lake and Sarah couldn't help but stare at Rene's body and
remember again what had happened upstairs. To avoid any other possible
embarrassments she dried herself quickly and put on her cutoffs, 'it is
enough blushing for one day' she thought.

The meal in itself was a feast.  Cold cuts as appetizers, 3 kinds of
breads, wine (which she avoided sticking to Diet Pepsi) followed by an
antipasto and lasagna and gelatto and Sarah's brownies with espresso for
dessert. After the meal they all went to the living room where they just
threw themselves on whatever seat was available or the floor complaining
about the huge amounts of food they eaten and congratulating Gina on her
cooking abilities. After a good 30 minutes, they talked about playing
cards or any game, anything to stay indoors and avoid the now oven-like
heat outside. They finally settled for Trivia and Rene pulled out a
dilapidated Trivia game from some corner of a closet and they started
playing.

After a couple of hours, the game started to wind down and Sarah felt it
was time to go.  She announced her intentions and, after everybody else
protested and she said her goodbyes, she went to her car with Rene
trailing her. They thanked each other and hugged (a bit tightly than she
intended) and headed home.

Part 5


Monday was a hectic day. Calls, messages, faxes, letters, personnel, all
made for a tiring session of work. She got home exhausted and only
relucantly did she decide to do her jogging.  At the path, she saw it
was desolated and did her basic routine and did not extend since it was
another scorcher of afternoon. Whe she got home, she saw an UPS truck in
front of the house and remembered she had ordered some special items.
She signed for them and walked in side the house and headed for the
bedroom tossing the parcel on top of the bed. She peeled her sweaty
clothes and took a long shower that washed away some of the tiredness
she felt. After that, without even bothering to wear a robe and
remaining naked, she fixed herself a quick supper, watched some TV and
headed for bed.  

She saw the unopened box and decided why not. Tearing the tape that
secured its lid, she pulled out the items. On top was the bodice and
panties and just underneath were the shoes.  On an impulse she put them
on. She stood in front of the full lenght mirror and saw that the effect
she intended was there. Her breasts were pushed up and together, nipples
and aureola exposed  And the bodice fit tightly on her body, the panties
were very soft and confortable with a feeling that she was naked but
dressed as she could feel how accesible her pussy was and the shoes were
the final and very whorish look the ensamble needed. Back in bed she
found a jewlery box and inside were the nipple hooks which she gently
placed on her already hard nipples. She walked again towards the mirror
and felt her nipples tingling with every swing of the pendants. 'Yes'
she tought ' They look and feel good. Michael is gonna love it.'  In bed
again, she rumaged the box and found 2 more items: The vibrator and
another package. Intrigued, she took both items out of the box and after
a quick check of the vib, she paid closer attention to the extra toy.

The name was The Butterfly and it proclaimed to be a 'clitoral
stimulator'. Sarah unwrapped it and examined the contents. A small piece
of plastic shaped like a butterfly with 2 elastic loops attached to its
sides and a wired remote control and, nice surprise, batteries included.
After reading the short instructions and piqued by curiosity, Sarah
decided to give it a try. She slid the legs inside the elastic loops
till the butterfly was nicely nested against her clit.  She turned it on
and was immediately rewarded with direct vibrations that made her shake.
She turned it off and lay in bed making herself convertible as she
started to think about Michael and how much she missed him. Flipping the
switch once more, she was assaulted by the buzz of the Butterfly and
closed her eyes letting herself go. Her mind got the best of her as
memories of Gina and Rene rushed to fill her fantasy. She could smell,
see and hear the incident all over again. Gina's fingers, Rene's naked
breasts, the moans, the kiss. Sarah's hips moved following the visual
rhythm of her erotic memory. Her nipples were almost painfully erect and
oversensitive and she rubbed them with the palm of her hands sending
shocks of pleasure down her body.  In her mind, she suddenly saw herself
fingerfucking Rene and sucking her beautiful nipples, kissing her full
lips, her body and hers in contact, feeling her warmth. The Butterfly
kept massaging her clitoris without clemency as she imagined going down
and taking Rene's clit in her own mouth and sucking it. This last mental
image did it and Sarah came hard, trashing over the bed and screaming
Rene's name a top of her lungs. It was a long, long orgasm as the
Butterfly kept vibrating and Sarah, still feeling the aftershocks, pawed
the bed looking for the remote. She finally found it and turned the
Butterfly off bringing her body under some sort of control. She lay,
spent physically and mentally, trying to figure out how come her mind
"betrayed" her that way. She had never fantasized about another woman
before and the images that came to her mind took her by surprise, she
had enjoyed it too much. She did not know what to make of it.

End of part 4

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