I Must be Strong

I got away from Steve and his perverted family. I will continue my financial search for my planned publishing company with other friends and contacts in that industry.

Sitting on my bed, undressing and planning a soak when my mobile vibrated. I answered, it was Lorraine, seeing her beautiful face, pouty red lips and she seeing me in the nude. "I was just ready to step into the tub" "Can we meet later today" Lorraine asked. "Yes but no hanky panky". She agreed to that, but she scanned her phone down to her cock. She was hard. I disconnected it and again I wasn't strong enough to resist from finger fucking my pussy in the warm soapy water till I orgasmed numerous times. Oh shit I must resist, I really must.

My mind whirling, in denial that I am a nymphomaniac slut. Out of the tub, wrapped in a beach towel I plupt down on the bed. My mind kept whirling, planning on how I succeed on my own. I finally dozed off. My mobile woke me up it was James. He sounded all worked up. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE THE COMPANY, I HAVE GIVEN IT MUCH THOUGHT. Then the door buzzer went off and told him had to answer it. I threw a short bed jacket over my shoulders and was still wrapped in the soft bath towel when answering the door. It was James. FUCK WHAT DO YOU WANT. His foot prevented me from closing the door He pushed it open as I ran to the bedroom losing my towel on the way and locked it. He smashed in the door I LOVE YOU, HAVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU, GAIL AND I HAVE DIVORCED, I WANT TO MARRY YOU. Another marriage proposal.

He took me in his arms, and palmed my tits. Oh god they were swelling up as he suckled my erecting nips.