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Chapter 3 by Harst Harst

What's next?

Oh Michael, of course she heard (Lezdom path)

Sarah was lying in bed fantasizing, one hand under her waistband touching herself. She had heard the video start from the other room and was conjuring back the image. Her stance, posture, and demeanor were so powerful. God, she was hot. Sarah picked up the pace rubbing herself, arching her back in preparation for the orgasm she didn't get earlier. Then the door opened, and Michael voice rang jovially.

"Oh, is the book that good?" Sarah train of thought was totally disrupted. Without hesitation, she quickly pulled her hand from her waistband, denying herself the orgasm out of the humiliation of getting caught masturbating. Her legs shot up to her chest, and her cheeks flushed red.

"Um, well..." she trailed off. Michael only smiled as he jumped on the bed next to her. He propped himself up on his arm and, with his other hand, gently made circles on her nipple.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not judging. Sometimes you have a hard day at work and need to decompress." He continued to tease her breast through the shirt. Sarah felt uncomfortable, not because she didn't enjoy it but because she was really horny. Everything felt heightened, and she had a fuming sensation in her back. She had never before stopped herself from orgasming when she had gotten close to the edge. It was tantalizing to just quickly now rub one out. It seemed like Michael was okay with her doing it but also sort of weird having him watch her. Sarah bit her lip. No, she could wait until later. Right now, she wanted to feel this new state she was in. She turned to Michael.

"How about some dinner, babe?"

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