Can't risk it

Izzy got up and went to her room. She had a couple hours before she would meet with John. She pulled off her house clothes and stopped as she caught her image in her full mirror. She was in a white pair of panties and a simple bra. As she stood there she couldn't help but think about the first time she was with John.

She stood infront of this very mirror, much like she was now.

John looked her over and she was nervious. "Take off your bra." She heard him say in her mind and she slowly reached up and unclasped her bra. Her tits popped out and she could remember how he had come over her. She reach up and gripped her own nipples as he had done that night.

She calapsed to her knees as he had pushed her to her knees that night. She brought two fingers to her mouth as she continued to work on her nipples. As she sucked on her finger, she **** them further into her mouth and throat as he had done, and she watched herself in the mirror.

She could feel the wettness between her legs begin to drip down her thighs, having totally soaked her panties. She pulled the fingers from her mouth and fell forward as he had pushed her down. She could almost feel his rough hands pull her panties aside and she gasped hard as she plunged her finger into her cunt as she relived the experiance. She could almost see him behind her as she watched herself in the mirror.

The orgasim came quick and hard and she colapsed. She had not had such an intense orgasim since she got married.

After a while she slowly pushed herself up. She knew the truth then. If she went to that lunch then this is what would happen. She would become his again. She would happily follow to his bed.

She shook her head. She couldn't risk it. She couldn't go to lunch.

..............she took a deep breath...