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Chapter 3 by courteanna courteanna

What does she do now?

Izzy panics

Izzy heard his voice and panicked and hung up her phone. Then she turned off her phone. She was shaking. She could now, even years later, feel his hands on her skin, his need burning through her. And what was worse, her want for him.

Izzy got up and went to her room. She decided she needed a shower. She pulled off her house clothes and stopped as she caught her image in her full mirror. She was in a white pair of panties and a simple bra. As she stood there she couldn't help but think about the first time she was with John.

She stood in front of this very mirror, much like she was now.

John looked her over and she was nervous. "Take off your bra." She heard him say in her mind and she slowly reached up and unclasped her bra. Her tits popped out and she could remember how he had come over her. She reach up and gripped her own nipples as he had done that night.

She collapsed to her knees as he had pushed her to her knees that night. She brought two fingers to her mouth as she continued to work on her nipples. As she sucked on her finger, she **** them further into her mouth and throat as he had done, and she watched herself in the mirror.

She could feel the wetness between her legs begin to drip down her thighs, having totally soaked her panties. She pulled the fingers from her mouth and fell forward as he had pushed her down. She could almost feel his rough hands pull her panties aside and she gasped hard as she plunged her finger into her cunt as she relived the experience. She could almost see him behind her as she watched herself in the mirror.

The orgasm came quick and hard and she collapsed. She had not had such an intense orgasm since she got married.

After a while she slowly pushed herself up. She knew the truth then. If she called him, if she talked to him, if he wanted her, he would have her. She would happily spread her legs and give him anything he wanted again.

She shook her head. She couldn't risk it. She would delete his number from her phone.

..............she took a deep breath...

What's next?

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