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Chapter 10 by Javalar Javalar

An appealing thought?

Well... maybe a bit? Somehow? Let's... explore this...

You close your eyes and try to remember. Was there more? Your breathing intensifies, as bits and pieces of the scene come back to you. How your husband, who does not look like Dave at all, opens his trousers, and you kneel in front of him to let his hard dick slide up and down between your quite impressive tits. "Do you like my titties?", you giggle, and he just groans and grunts in response as you watch the head of his dick appear and vanish between your breasts, covering them in pre-cum.

"Ooooh, I am soooo horny now!", the dream version of yourself whispers in a high-pitched voice.

You, the real you, find your hands sliding around your naked body, as you lie in bed and try to recapture the dream. Suddenly, both your hands are down between your legs, and you start to rub and stimulate your clit, as the story continues to unfold in front of your eyes: How you strip in front of your husband, laughing and showing off your body, like some silly whore. How he grabs you and bends you over the table. How you continue to wiggle and shake your tits for his amusement, and, especially, how happy this dream version of yourself feels. Careless, free, no worries...

You cum, screaming. You body trembles, your legs shake.

Afterwards, you lie in your bed for a long while, wondering what just happened. You never had these types of fantasy before. In fact, now, as the passion subsides, you find it pretty silly again. How were you able to lose yourself so deep in these thoughts? Up to the point of actually reaching a climax? Why, in Earth would it be appealing to be dumb?!

You shudder, then shrug and get out of bed. You take a long shower, and as you step out of it, all those thoughts are gone. You prepare for the day. The maid has, of course, again set the breakfast table for you. You can't see her anywhere, though. She probably is cleaning the house or the laundry or gone out for some shopping.

You eat breakfast, sip your coffee and then skip through some magazines, before you leave for work.

Nothing special at work.

More fun
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