Saturday (law office job).

{if DavidWicked = 1
}Beth woke early on Saturday morning, before 7:30. Her head hurt, {if DavidAnal = 1
}and her ass was sore from David's cock. She was out of practice. {else
}and she imagined she could still feel some of David's cum inside her. {if Shame > 84
}Stupid...stupid girl. {else
}You dirty slut ... The thought wasn't really a regretful one, though.
{endif
}{endif
}Brian was gone, though his side of the bed wasn't completely cool. She heard his car start down in the parking lot. Off to the gym. Beth showered and dressed in some business casual attire: a simple shirt and skirt combo with sandals. Just finishing the work we didn't finish last night, that's all.
Kyle was still asleep on the couch when she went downstairs, and she quietly snagged a banana and some yogurt from the fridge before heading to her car.
{else
}Beth woke groggily around 7:15 on Saturday morning when Brian got up to head to the gym. {if DavidFuck = 1
}Her thoughts were still on the tryst she had shared with David, {if Shame > 84
} and she was still having trouble processing her guilt. Just... put it in the past. It was a one time thing. {else
} and she was realizing more and more that she really wanted to do it again. {if Shame > 79
} This is bad... {else
}Naughty girl... {endif
}{endif
}Beth shook her head to clear her thoughts.{elseif DavidBJ = 1
}Her thoughts were still on the tryst she had shared with David. {if Shame > 85
}It could have gone further, and been even worse, but she was still feeling guilty for how far it had gone. {else
}She found herself wishing she had...gone further. You wayward slut... {endif
}Beth shook her head to clear her thoughts.{elseif DavidKiss = 1
}She couldn't get the memory of kissing David out of her mind, {if Shame > 89

}but she did her best to shake it off. Just a mistake. Won't happen again. {elseif Shame > 85
}and she was ashamed to realize that she had really wanted to do more. {else
}and her dreams had revealed to her just how much she had wanted to do more. {endif
}Beth shook her head to clear her thoughts.{elseif DerekMastros = 1
}/{if DerekFuck = 1
}/{elseif DerekKiss = 1
}/{else
}/{endif
}{endif
} They were meeting the wedding planner around 11, so she had plenty of time to hit the gym herself, though she was debating whether she wanted to make the drive. She got up, washed her face, put on some deodorant and dressed in yoga pants and a tanktop before heading downstairs to snag a yogurt and orange juice. She'd have a proper breakfast later after she worked up an appetite.
Kyle was quietly looking at his phone while lying on the couch, wearing only gym shorts and a green tank that showed off his muscles, presumably what he slept in.
"Morning!" she greeted him. "Any plans today?"
"Some job prospects I'm going to see about." He smiled up at her, then went back to his phone.
"Cool. Brian and I aren't going to be out and about until the afternoon, but we're supposed to head over to your dad's place by 3:30 to swim and then have dinnner. Are you going to be there?"
Kyle made a face. "I don't know yet." It seemed that Kyle's relationship with his father, Ben, was complicated. "Where are you off to?" He looked over her attire.
"I was debating whether to skip the gym today. I really shouldn't skip: wedding dress fittings and all that you know."
"You look fine to me." Kyle said absently.
"What was that?" Beth's eyes widened.
"I just mean...um..." Kyle seemed to realize what he had said. "I didn't..."
"Relax, kiddo." she laughed. What a sweetie.
"Well, you know, if you want to workout here, I'm always down for some PT." He smiled, not seeming to register his second double entendre in as many seconds.
{endif
}