Take care of yourself, quickly.

Beth sat in her car, {if Shame >29
}breathing heavily as she replayed what had happened inside. Fuck...that was wrong...but... The feeling of James's big cock in her hands, his cum running over her fingers. Fuck... I'm so horny now... {else
}enjoying the delicious memory of her little performance. He busted such a big nut! It's not right to let a man like that get so backed up. She could still feel his big, pulsing cock in her hands. Fuck, I want that cock inside me right now... Beth needed release, and she needed it desperately. {endif
} She checked her planner and then the clock. I can manage...
Beth drove to a spot in Mr. Hardy's neighborhood with no outlet, parking in front of a house without any cars in the driveway. {if Shame < 50
}That's the best I can manage to avoid unwanted eyes. {else
}If I'm going to do this...I can at least do my best not to be discovered. {endif
}

She wasted no time, pushing her pants and panties down past her knees. She leaned her chair back a little and began to work. Beth focused on the image, the feeling of James's big cock in her hands. {if Head Game = 1
}{if Shame < 50
}She imagined it in her mouth, working her magic on it like no one ever had before. Certainly not that bitch, Kim. {else
}Her mouth watered as she envisioned taking it into her mouth, giving it that special attention. That's right, I bet Kim can't do this like I can... {endif
}{elseif Tatas = 1
}{if Shame < 50
}She could feel it sliding between her big titties, massage oil slicking her cleavage as she suckled on the tip. You like these big titties, don't you?{else
}She couldn't stop hersefl from fantasizing about sliding it between her breasts. I bet he'd like that... {endif
}{endif
}
Beth's fantasies made quick work, and she had given herself quite a satisfying little orgasms before long. As the pink mist cleared from her vision, she checked around to make sure no one had seen. Doesn't seem like it. {if Shame < 50
}{else
}With a sudden pang of shame at the lewd public act, {endif
}Beth pulled her panties and pants back to their proper place before heading off to lunch.
~
As Beth enjoyed her cobb salad, she refreshed the details of her next appointment:
Dahlia/Collins 2x 45 min swedish
Beth smiled. She loved this particular pair of clients. Jenny Dahlia and her fiancé Peter Collins were 20-something young professionals, just like her and Brian. They were new clients at the spa, and recently had started getting couples massages in their modest home in Anaheim. They were a nice picture of what she and Brian had been.... before work had consumed Brian's life.
She was looking forward to this couples' session as she finished her lunch and drove to their house.