Tom.

...images of Tom Harden. {if TomHappy = 1
}Beth supposed, given what had happened yesterday, that it wasn't too surprising. She could almost feel his cock throbbing in her hands again, the hot jizz dripping over her fingers. Now, her fingers worked furiously on her clit as she remembered the unprofessional act. {elseif TomCry = 1
}She had cried on his shoulder, and he had comforted her. For some reason, that seemed to make him all the more attractive. {if Formation = 4
}He could take good care of me in many ways... {endif
}Her fingers worked as she imagined a raunchy little scenario with Mr. Harden. {else
}He had a nice body: she couldn't deny what her own hands had kneaded and caressed a number of times. And now that he was getting a divorce... well maybe there was a better way to take his mind of things that just with her hands... {endif
}{if Formation = 1
}
I bet he could teach me a lot of things...{elseif Formation = 4
}
Mmm.... I could be such a good little girl for him. {elseif Formation = 5
}
I can make him forget her...and he could wreck my slutty little pussy like I desperately need... {else
}
I shouldn't...but he is such a sexy man... {endif
}
Beth worked her way to completion before heading home to shower. When she arrived, there was no one home, and a text message from Brian was waiting to be read on her phone. He had been roped in by Frank to fix some minor bullshit at the office, so he would meet her at the planner's office. Typical. Beth went upstairs to shower. When she was finished, she dressed in some khaki shorts that hugged her round ass and a modest crop top. If I'm going to work hard on this flat stomach, I'm going to show it off. {if TomHappy = 1
} While she was getting dressed, a text came in from Mr. Harden.

Tom: just wondering if you had a chance to think about that session today
Tom: lmk

Beth smiled to herself. His ears must have been burning. She mulled over how to respond. {endif
}