She gets a text from Chris's father.

The next morning Ashleigh decided to pretend to be sound asleep as Chris arose bright and early to leave for his work retreat. To Chris's credit, he took the hint and did not try to rouse his angry girlfriend. Instead, he slipped off silently to the awaiting Uber to head to the airport.

After giving it enough time that Ashleigh was certain, Chris would not be returning for something he had accidentally forgotten the hot blonde slipped out of bed and stretched. She had worn a pair of old ratty pj's to bed the previous evening to hammer home the point that there would be no chance at bon voyage sex. The issue now was that as thread worn as these nightclothes were, it had made her itch like the devil.

Quickly she shed the stained and torn fabric and stood before the mirror in all her glory. Ashleigh admired her long legs and taut stomach. Her breasts were not the biggest a little smaller than she would have liked, but they were perky, and the coloring of her areola and the size of her nipples had always been a plus in her book. Finally, she looked down at her smooth kitty. Just a hint of the outer lip was visible while she was not aroused.

"If Chris thinks I'm going to sit around here and pine for him for an entire month and then forgive his cheating ass once he returns, he is out of his mind."

The beautiful blonde strolled into the bathroom, turned on the bathtub faucet, and began filling the tub with warm water before adding some soap suds. Ashleigh selected one of her more substantial dildos and climbed into the relaxing bath before beginning to stroke her clit.

A soft mew escaped her lips as she slid the oversized sex toy into her primed pussy. Visions of celebrities, old flames, and a few acquaintances danced in the young girl's imaginations as she slid rubber in slowly in and out of her vagina.

"Oh yes Uhm, oh oh oh, right there, oh hard... harder," Ashleigh moaned as she drew herself closer and closer to bliss.

Her back arched, and water began to slosh over the sides of the tub as the hot blonde thrashed in pleasure. Finally, gripping the cast-iron edge, Ashleigh let out a guttural scream and collapsed back into the water, sinking down to where her nose was barely above the surface.

After a few moments to make sure that her legs would not go out from under her, Ashleigh exited the tub and began her morning routine. Where to start my month-long excursion?

Before she could ponder how she should spend her newfound freedom, Ashleigh's thoughts were interrupted by cell buzzing to alert her of an incoming text message.

Hey, Chris forgot to bring back the pressure cooker. Mary needs it for some book club thing she's having this weekend. Can you please drop it by later today? - Larry

Of course, Chris forgot; Ashleigh thought as her anger toward her boyfriend started to boil. He always forgets to do anything that might inconvenience him. And what is more inconvenient for Chris than having to go see his parents?

Ashleigh held the phone in her hand, trying to decide how to reply to Chris's father's text. On the one hand, she knew from experience that once you were in Chris's parents' company, it could be hard to extract yourself from it. On the other, Chris's father was a big flirt, and the thought of playing along and messing with him, knowing how much Chris hated it whenever his dad hit on Ashleigh, made her mouth water.

Sure I can bring it over today. When will Mary be home? - Ashleigh

Mary's out doing stuff for the Ladies' Auxillary League charity event until seven, but you can bring it by anytime. I'll be home all day. - Larry

Great I need to get groceries today, so I'll bring it before I go shopping. - Ashleigh

Sweet can't wait to see you. - Larry

Ashleigh looked through her closet, looking for just the right outfit. I need something that is flirty but still on the edge of appropriate.

She settled on a pair of jeans ripped in the right places, a Tshirt just tight enough to show off her chest and a bit of midriff, and some pumps that were comfortable but did provide a bit of lift.

I can't wait to watch Larry salivate and squirm.