CHAPTER I
Russ sat at the kitchen table with his laptop directly in front of him and various bills
spread around it. It was that time of the month again and as usual he couldn`t believe how
much money was going out. He and Sara weren`t exactly hurting for money, but if they kept
spending the way they were it was going to be hard to keep putting money into investments.
Honestly, Russ didn`t think it was they who were spending too much money every month--it
was his wife, Sara. Their credit card bills were crazy and he had to make Sara understand
that they couldn`t keep blowing through money the way they had been recently, or their
credit card debt was going to balloon.
But broaching the subject of spending with Sara was always difficult. Her attitude was
that because she worked she was entitled to spend and she became very defensive whenever
Russ tried to have the conversation with her. But it wasn`t that he thought she shouldn`t
spend anything on herself, or ever buy anything for herself. He just didn`t understand why
she needed a two hundred dollar pair of shoes when she already had a couple dozen pairs in
the closet.
Sara was in the living room watching Desperate Housewives and Russ waited for a
commercial before trying to talk to her. She knew what he was doing and saw the Visa bill
in his hand and rolled her eyes, knowing full well what was coming. When Bree finished
knocking back a glass of wine on the television and they cut to a commercial, Sara muted
the sound and innocently asked, "What`s up, honey?"
"Come on, I think you know. I don`t want it to seem like I`m yelling at you,
but..."
"I hope you`re not going to try and yell at me because I`m not your child,"
Sara snapped. It was a sensitive subject.
"But honey, I thought we`d agreed to try and follow a budget. I know you want to go
to Europe next year and we`re trying to put money away, but it doesn`t look like your
shopping has slowed down at all."
"I haven`t been spending nearly as much money."
"Not cash, but the credit card bill for this month is ridiculous."
"But we don`t have to pay it all right now. That`s what the credit card is
for."
Russ was exasperated. He knew his wife was not a stupid woman, but he didn`t believe he
had to explain all this to her again. "But the longer we leave stuff on the card he
more interest we pay. I like to pay the bill off every month."
"I think you worry too much. We both make good money. We should be able to enjoy
ourselves."
"I know, but if we want to do the big things, like go away to Europe, then we need
to put money away. I know you really want to take that trip."
"I do, I do. I guess you`re right." Sara knew he was right, but that didn`t
mean she liked it. She needed instant gratification and hated to have to wait and save for
things. With a pout she agreed. "All right, I promise I`ll be better with
money."
"You`ve promised before, it`s time for drastic measures. I want your credit
cards."
Sara stared at him like he`d sprouted a second head. "Are you crazy? I`m not giving
up my cards. What`s next, putting me on an allowance?"
Russ smiled. He liked the sound of that. He would have suggested it if he thought there
was any chance of his wife going for it. "We`ll see how you do with this. You can
keep one for emergencies, but that`s all. Try to understand, Sara, I`m doing this for both
of us."
"I hope you don`t have to ground me, Daddy," Sara smirked. "Now go away,
my show`s back on."
The next day Sara was having lunch with her best friend Beth and they normally would have
gone shopping too, but Sara explained the situation with money to her friend, who was
quite surprised.
"So he took your credit cards? That`s so juvenile. Whatever happened to trust?"
Beth said.
"I know. I told him I wouldn`t go crazy anymore. Can you believe all this over one
pair of shoes?"
"Which ones?"
"Those black, strappy pumps."
Beth smiled, remembering the exact pair of shoes. She`d wanted them for herself, but she
knew her husband would have freaked out if she spent that kind of money on shoes when she
was bothering him about his season tickets. "But that was a great pair of shoes. I
mean, I think it was worth it. They really were great."
"Yeah," Sara sighed, thinking about the shoes too. Now she had to get Russ to
take her someplace she could wear them. "But now I feel like a little kid. Even if
Russ is right..."
"Which he`s not..."
"Right, which he`s not, but even if he is, it feels like the balance of power has
shifted in our relationship. It`s like we`re less equal now."
"Then you need to think of something to balance the scales."
"I guess I do. I`ll think of something."
Later that evening Russ came home from watching Monday Night Football a little tipsy and
very horny. He`d been out watching the game with some friends at a local go-go bar and
after three lap dances he was ready to go. He was glad when he saw the light on in the
window because that meant Sara was still awake. If he woke her up to get some nookie it
would just piss her off.
Russ stopped in the hall bathroom and gargled with mouthwash while checking himself in
the mirror for body glitter, a sure sign he`d been somewhere he shouldn`t have been. He
crept into the bedroom and found Sara under the covers reading the latest issue of Cosmo.
"I was wondering when you were going to drag yourself in. Did the game go into
overtime?"
"Yeah," he lied. Actually the Broncos had gotten crushed, but his wife was
never going to know that. His lap dance, however, had gone into overtime. He stripped off
down to his boxers and climbed into bed with his wife. He scooted over to her side of the
bed and put an arm across her. He swept her brown hair, which had light highlights and
fell to her shoulders, away from her neck and lightly started kissing her there. That was
one of the surest, and quickest, ways to get his wife going, unless she just wasn`t in the
mood, which seemed to happen all too often anymore.
"Should I be concerned that spending a night with the guys got you all horny?"
Sara remarked, not even looking away from her magazine. It had been over a week since
they`d last made love and Russ`s kisses felt nice, but she wanted to make him work just a
little harder for it.
"No, because all it did was make me miss you, honey." He worked to worm his
hand under her arm so he could touch her breast. Sara still wasn`t responding and he hoped
he wasn`t fighting an uphill battle. Not only was he horny, but he was tired too. It would
have been great if she`d just be willing to use her mouth or something so he could just
get off and get to sleep, but he knew that wasn`t going to happen. He couldn`t even
remember the last time Sara had gone down on him.
"Honey, I`m trying to read," Sara said, not giving him an inch. "And it`s
kind of late. We should both turn in so we don`t oversleep tomorrow."
"I`m always on time for work, don`t worry about that. I just thought maybe we could
... y`know ... before we went to sleep."
"Is that what you thought?" Sara was amused. She`d always thought it was funny
how a grown man could turn to a little boy when he really wanted something. Russ wasn`t
any different and she realized it would be a nice thing to do to give him what he wanted.
She might even enjoy it.
She hoped she would, anyway. Their sex life had become routine over the past over the
past year or so and that was one of the reasons Sara wasn`t all that excited when her
husband initiated sex. It was almost always the same thing. Russ seemed to have forgotten
what foreplay was and Sara didn`t get much satisfaction if he just jumped on top of her
and did his business.
The sex was great when they got together and Sara just wished they could rediscover that
passion. Or if she wasn`t going to get to orgasm there should be something else in it for
her.
Sara set her magazine aside and turned toward Russ, lightly kissing him while reaching
under the sheets and finding he was already tenting the boxers he wore to bed. He was
touching her breasts through her top and he stroked her nipples as they stiffened and
rose. His touch still felt good when he did touch her. That was something. She reached
into his boxers and grabbed his hot shaft and Russ moaned when she squeezed it.
She thought, he`s just too easy. I bet I could get him off in two minutes. While she
rubbed him, Russ pulled the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and folded her top down to
expose her breasts. Her wrinkled, dark pink nipples stared up at him and he sucked hard on
each of them, making Sara wish he didn`t just go right for it every time.
Her breasts were firm, round handfuls at 34b, were very sensitive to the touch, and she
got a lot more out of it when Russ took his time touching and teasing them. He knew just
how to drive her crazy, when he took the time. Still, Sara missed sex just as much as he
did and being touched and kissed did turn her on and her body was responding to him. He
put a hand in her silky shorts and found her neatly trimmed pussy pleasantly damp. She
wasn`t ready yet, but getting there.
Russ breezed right past her clit and pushed a finger inside her, again not taking his
time. It didn`t hurt, but there was a moment or two before she got properly lubricated and
it actually felt good. Sara squeezed his cock harder, but the rough treatment didn`t
bother him. She even thought he liked it. The way Russ was moaning and touching her he was
obviously really excited. After a few moments of fingering her, he pulled her shorts down
and started to roll towards her.
Here it comes, Sara thought, knowing that her husband thought it was time for the main
event. Convinced that Russ thought he had filled his quota of foreplay, Sara prepared for
him to enter her, screw her for a few minutes and then cum before she could get off. And
then she thought about what Beth said at lunch, about restoring power to their
relationship.
Sara had never played games with sex before; she just wasn`t the type, and she liked it.
But Beth was right about the balance of power and sex was the one thing she was in
absolute control of. If Russ wanted to control their money and take away her credit cards
he would let him, but she could cut off the pussy just as easily. Although she was
enjoying herself, Sara decided to shut things down.
Russ was moving on top of Sara, but she put her hands between them and pushed him back.
He was very confused. He was sure he was about to get laid, and then he could get to
sleep, but there seemed to he a wrinkle in his plan. After she pushed him away Sara pulled
her top back up. He stared at her.
"Sorry, but I`m just not in the mood tonight."
"But ... but..."
"I thought I could get into it, but I can`t. Sorry, honey. Maybe tomorrow or
Wednesday." She leaned over and kissed his cheek and then rolled the other way and
turned out the bedside lamp.
Russ was utterly frustrated. What just happened? Sure, sometimes his wife wasn`t in the
mood, but she never started and then just stopped for no reason. His cock was achingly
hard and his pulse was pounding and what the hell did she expect him to do now? He was
pissed, but didn`t say a word. He wasn`t going to try to guilt her into fucking him or
pressure her into it. Russ just wasn`t like that. He loved her and sex wasn`t the only
reason he was with her, but damn!
As soon as he was sure Sara was asleep, Russ slipped out of bed and into the bathroom
where he rubbed one out as quickly and quietly as he could. Back in the bedroom Sara`s own
hand was busy, stroking her clit until her shivers built to a solid orgasm. She turned her
face into the pillow, letting it stifle her cries so Russ wouldn`t hear her.
Russ tried with her again that Wednesday night, but Sara still didn`t give it up. She
wanted to, because she found the more she made him work for it the more effort he put in,
but she was dedicated to her course of action, so she didn`t give in until Saturday
morning in bed. The sex was better than it had been for quite a while, but Sara still
ended up making herself cum after Russ left to play golf with his friend Larry. He played
with Larry at least every couple weeks and it irked Sara that it was okay for him to spend
money on an expensive pair set of clubs, but he bugged her about buying shoes.
For the next couple weeks, Sara kept playing her game, resisting her husband`s advances,
except for once, but it wasn`t always easy. She was horny too now and sometimes she wanted
it just as much as Russ did, if not more, but she forced herself to push him off. She`d
forgotten what it was like to really want sex. Her little Pocket Rocket saw a lot of use
during that time and Sara thought it was ironic that she was hornier now that she decided
to have less sex. It was like now that sex was a premium she wanted it that much more.
And Russ definitely wanted it more. He didn`t know what was going on, but he did know
that he was barely getting laid. Sara had never been like this and he couldn`t understand
what was driving her behavior, but it was making him nuts. He didn`t understand guys who
got bored with their wives. He wanted Sara just as much as he did when he married her, he
was just thinking that maybe she didn`t feel the same way any longer.
"I don`t get it, man. Our sex life has always been good. But it`s like Sara just
doesn`t want it anymore," Russ complained. He and Larry were walking to where their
balls rested on the green.
"It happens. I`m sure it`s just a phase. You`ve complained about other stuff about
her before, but not this. Sometimes Rose doesn`t seem too into it either, but I can
usually get her to change her mind. I just start doing more around the house, or buy her
flowers and it does the trick. Maybe you should get her something," Larry replied.
"Maybe. I could get flowers on my way home. Do you think that`s all there is to
it?"
"Is there anything she`s pissed at you about? Sara could be withholding sex on
purpose."
"Nah, we don`t fight that much. The last time we argued was about money, but we
settled that. I don`t think she`s holding a grudge."
"Yeah, I remember that. It could have something to do with that. You know how women
love to shop. You cut her off, maybe she decided to cut you off."
"I can`t believe that. Sara`s just not that petty. I know I made her understand that
I was right."
While the boys were off playing golf, Sara was having lunch at the mall with Beth. They
had salads at the food court and then decided to take a stroll around and do some window
shopping. After picking out some clothes at the department store, they went back to the
changing rooms to try them on.
"I`ve been meaning to ask you. How`s the no sex plan going?" Beth called from
the next booth. She was trying on a cocktail dress for one of her husband`s work
functions, but she didn`t like the way it hung on her. Black forgave a lot of flaws, but
she didn`t think the cut was for her.
"Pretty good, I guess, but I`m not sure what I`m accomplishing besides depriving
Russ and sometimes, myself." Sara was trying on a blue sweater set she could have
worn to work, but she didn`t think she had enough cash in her wallet. She did have the
"emergency" credit card, but she knew Russ would hit the roof if she used it to
buy clothes.
"At least he`s not the only one deprived of something now. Besides, you said the sex
was better now anyway."
Both women stepped out of their booths and went to the mirrors. No, Beth did not want the
dress, but she had another to try on. Sara looked cute in her outfit and Beth envied her
friend her petite body. Sara seemed able to keep trim and shapely with minimal effort,
while Beth was constantly trying new ways to stop the spread of her ass.
"Oh, when we do it, it`s great. The other night I think I came for the first time
with Russ in months. But now that it`s good again I`m not getting it enough! What would
you do?"
"Make sure I`ve got plenty of double-A batteries," Beth laughed. There was
another older, prudish-looking woman scowling at them, but neither woman cared.
"Seriously, I need to find a way to get good sex on a regular basis. I don`t like
the `either or` option."
"And you need to find a way to get Scrooge to loosen his grip on the pocketbook.
Don`t forget why you started this in the first place."
"You`re right. We`ll work something out, I`m sure."
That afternoon Sara was surprised to find Russ in a good mood. He`d been surly since
she`d been withholding regular sex, but here he was straightening up the garage and then
he told her they were going someplace nice for dinner. She began to think maybe there were
benefits to holding out on him. Really, Russ was just following Larry`s advice. He thought
if he did some things to make Sara happy everything would go back to normal. They hadn`t
been out for a night on the town in quite a while and it would be a good time.
Sara was a long time getting ready, as she took extra care prepping for her husband. She
found a slinky red dress that she hadn`t worn in ages, but she knew was one of Russ`s
favorites. She also picked out some of her sexiest underwear in case she decided he
deserved to see it later. And to top things off she purposely wore those two hundred
dollar shoes he`d flipped out about. They had a three-inch heel and made her legs look
great. She thought that if he saw the benefits of her shopping maybe he wouldn`t mind it
so much.
They went to a nice steakhouse and then a little jazz club afterward. Russ thought Sara
looked amazing and wanted her in the worst way. He`d always loved her in that dress and
her body looked amazing in it. It fell to mid-thigh and showed a good bit of leg. Her hair
was down and she was wearing just a subtle touch of make-up. He`s always thought Sara
looked most beautiful when she was natural. If she didn`t give it up tonight he swore he
was going to lose it.
He made sure she had a few drinks to loosen her up and went out of his way to be
affectionate. Sara seemed very happy and he thought that Larry had read the situation
right and that tonight was going to be his lucky night.
After dancing two or three times they decided to head home and Sara hung on his arm as
they walked to the car. It was cute that he tried to get her drunk, but Sara did feel
freer with a buzz on and was in a playful mood. Still, just because she had an extra glass
or two of merlot didn`t mean he was going to have his way with her. She had to make sure
he understood that she was still the gatekeeper when it came to pussy. If Russ got lucky
tonight it would be because she was in the mood.
Russ turned out all the lights and then followed Sara up to the bedroom. Usually she
would be getting ready for bed, but he found her in their bedroom still fully dressed. She
was taking off her earrings in front of the mirror when he came up from behind and wrapped
his arms around her. He kissed her neck while he hugged her.
"You`re feeling romantic tonight," Sara said. His kisses felt good and she
swayed in his arms while he continued.
"How can I help it? You look amazing."
"So it`s not romantic, it`s horny."
"Can`t it be both?" He cupped one of her breasts and lightly fondled it.
"Sure it can." Sara turned and kissed him full on, enjoying chasing his tongue
with hers. Her arms were around his neck and she ruffled his thick brown hair. He kissed
her back hard and squeezed her to him and she felt the growing lump in his pants. She was
tingling all over, but she didn`t want to make things easy for him. He could have gotten
her in bed tonight easier than most nights, but she wanted to make a point first. She
slipped out of his arms and turned to face him a few feet away.
"So you think I look hot tonight?" Sara asked playfully. She smoothed her dress
over her hips and struck a pose.
"Yeah, you look incredible."
"Is it just the dress? What if I wasn`t wearing the dress?" She reached back
and unzipped it, then pulled the dress from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
Underneath, Sara wore a black bra designed to enhance her cleavage and French-cut bikini
panties. Besides that, she still had on those pricey heels.
"You`re unbelievable. I want you so bad, honey." Russ came toward her, but Sara
put up a hand to stop him. She looked so damn good he could barely control himself. He
watched as she put a foot up on the bed and ran her hands down her leg.
"Do I look sexier now? Do you like this outfit better? Do you like my shoes?"
Russ had no idea what she was talking about, but seeing her in just her bra and panties
and heels made him think his wife was the sexiest woman ever. She did look great and the
heels did make the outfit even hotter. The high heels were sexy and he hoped she would
leave them on while they did it.
To show her how much he appreciated her, Russ sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over
and kissed her foot where the strappy shoe left it exposed. He didn`t particularly have a
foot fetish, but he was having fun. He spent time kissing her ankle and then slowly kissed
his way up her bent leg, taking a lot of time kissing the inside of her pale thigh. Russ
felt her shivering and knew she was enjoying what he was doing.
Sara really liked what he was doing. Russ wasn`t rushed and she loved having her thigh
kissed like that because it was always a prelude to great oral sex, something neither of
them did for each other anymore. She was about ready to pull him down onto the bed, but
realized he was in the palm of her hand right now and it was the perfect time to hammer
home her point. She pushed him back on the bed and stood over him with her feet apart,
surprising herself by how well she kept her balance in those heels on the shifting
mattress.
"I`m glad you like these shoes so much because these are the very shoes you thought
I was crazy to buy."
There wasn`t much blood getting to Russ`s brain so he didn`t realize he`d been trapped.
"If you`d showed them to me like this I would have bought you ten pair myself."
"See, when I`m happy you get to be happy." She put her foot on his chest,
digging the heel in. "There`s a benefit to me getting what I want."
"If you`re going to be like this for a pair of shoes, I`m all for it," Russ
said, massaging her firm calf. He stared up at Sara like she was a goddess. From his angle
he could see the subtle swell of her mound beneath her panties and the round, perfect
shape of her breasts.
Sara had a thought and lowered down to straddle him. She kissed his neck and then his
chest as she unbuttoned his shirt. Once Russ`s shirt was off and loosened his pants and
helped him off with those too. His cock sprang upward when she loosed it and she played
with while kneeling between his legs on the bed. He was moaning and shaking as she
strummed her fingers up and down his shaft. Sara realized that maybe a deal could be
struck that would make everyone happy.
"So if I make you happy you don`t mind if I go out shopping?"
Russ caught on fast. "It depends on how happy you make me. Everything has its price.
Those shoes, for example, were two hundred bucks."
"So you want to know what I think they`re worth? Okay, I`m game." Sara really
thought it was a fun little game they were playing. This wasn`t where she saw things
going, but they were both having a good time.
Keeping her eyes on his, Sara softly kissed the head of his pick and Russ moaned. She
never broke that eye contact as her kisses turned to licking and then sucking and she took
him into her mouth with agonizing slowness. Russ was a nice thickness and around seven
inches and Sara had never been able to swallow him completely, but she knew what to do
with what she had and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him.
She stayed slow as she bobbed up and down on him, making his cock shiny with saliva and
putting on the best show she could. Russ was a moaning, groaning mess and he was surely
going to cum in her mouth if she kept it up, so she stopped and licked her lips like she`d
had a great time.
"Holy shit," Russ gasped. He couldn`t believe this was his wife of the past
three years. Even when she was into it she`d never been like this. He liked this deal more
and more.
"I`m not done. These shoes were very expensive, after all."
Sara laid down facing him and spread her legs wide with her knees bent. Staring at him
between her thighs, she pulled the thin strip of her panties aside and rubbed her pussy,
which was already quite wet. Sara couldn`t remember being so aroused. She was having the
time of her life playing the vixen. She spread herself open and stroked and teased and
moaned as she worked herself up. She closed her eyes and bit her quivering lower lip,
feeling an orgasm fast approaching. Those quivers traveled from her lip down her body
until she was shaking all over and crying out as she came. She was still high on her
orgasm when Russ appeared between her legs and threw them over his shoulders. He buried
his face down there and while she still held her panties out of the way he devoured her
sex, licking and sucking and teasing her clit until she had a second, screaming orgasm.
Hearing Sara scream and seeing her shake Russ couldn`t help but notice that it had been a
long time since he`d seen her react like that during sex. This was just what they needed.
He climbed up and while Sara was still shaking he plunged inside her. God she was wet and
hot. Her legs were still over his shoulders, her heels just by his ears, and he held onto
the footboard and slammed into her for all he was worth. He was moaning her name and she
was screaming his and they only slowed down for a second to prevent her concussion--her
head was banging the footboard--and they fucked until Russ was pretty sure she was cumming
again when he came inside her.
When they finished they were both a sweaty mess and Sara, still in her underwear and
heels, crawled up beside Russ and clung to him. She didn`t cum that final time, but it
felt incredible and she didn`t mind after having cum twice already. Russ hugged her
tightly and she rested her head on his chest. As tired as she was, Sara felt energized.
"Okay, that was worth it," Russ said.
"Bastard," Sara laughed.
"I love you so much, honey. That was incredible. Amazing."
"It really was. And I love you too. You were great tonight." It felt nice to
tell him that.
The sex that night was so incredible that things couldn`t end there, not for either of
them. Russ couldn`t get the way she acted out of his mind and wanted more. Much more. He
realized it would take more than just being nicer and taking her out to dinner though, and
he was willing to bribe her for it. Sara really enjoyed playing that sexy role and
probably would have done it again at some point, but to her it had been more of a game and
she wasn`t looking for bribes from her husband. However when it came up she surprised
herself by the way she responded.
It was a weeknight and they were sitting and watching television after dinner. Sara was
curled up against Russ and there was some game show on where contestants had to gamble on
what might be in a briefcase. They could find out what was in the case, or they could cut
a deal if they thought it would be more money than they already had. Sara seemed pretty
into the show, but Russ was barely paying attention.
It wasn`t his thing and they`d only settled on it because there absolutely nothing else
on and the girls with the briefcases were hot and half naked. But the whole cutting a deal
aspect did make him think about their little game other night and he wondered if he could
interest Sara in a repeat. Just thinking about it gave him a tingle in his groin.
Sara`s hair was back in a ponytail and her head was on his chest, so just leaning forward
Russ had a clear shot at her bare neck. He kissed it from her hairline to the collar of
her blue sweatshirt, which was unzipped in the front. She didn`t seem to react, but he
could see the goosebumps come up on her skin.
"What are you doing?" Sara idly asked, not looking away from the television.
"Nothing, just felt like kissing you." He went from kissing to lightly nibbling
and felt Sara`s breathing change. Meanwhile he subtly, so he thought, slipped a hand in
the front of her sweatshirt and cupped her breast through her cami.
"That`s not kissing. Is sex all your ever think about?"
"Not the only thing."
But damn near, Sara thought. It wasn`t that it didn`t feel good, but work had been rough
and she was tired and just felt like cuddling on the couch. This time she wasn`t
calculating or playing a game, she just didn`t feel up to fooling around. "I`m tired
tonight, honey. Let`s just watch TV."
"Come on, I`m sure there`s some way I can interest you in fooling around." Russ
took a nip at her ear and she tried to turn away from him. "I`m sure there`s
something you`d like. Weren`t you just shopping the other day?"
Sara couldn`t help but smile, though she made sure he didn`t see it. So now because of
the other night he thought it would be as easy as a bribe to get her into bed. Russ was so
silly. But then, that sweater set she tried on the other day had been really cute. It
hadn`t been that expensive, only about sixty bucks. She wasn`t going to screw him for
that, but maybe they could strike a deal.
"Are you suggesting that I`ll fuck you if you buy me something?" There was
still humor in her voice.
"Not if it offends you."
"I didn`t say I was offended, but I really am tired. Still, I could be persuaded to
help you out. There was an outfit I liked at the mall the other day. It was around sixty
bucks."
"What if I wanted to buy it for you?"
"Then I might want to do something for you. I`m not in the mood for sex tonight, but
I would do a little something to help you sleep better."
"That sounds fair to me."
"Then meet me upstairs in a few minutes and bring your wallet." Sara turned and
kissed him and then headed up to the bedroom.
Although she hadn`t been thinking about sex a few minutes ago, the negotiation with her
husband had Sara suddenly turned on and she felt a nice warmth between her legs. Still,
she meant it when she said she wasn`t up to sex, so she wasn`t just going to let Russ have
his way with her.
Russ didn`t know what to expect coming up the stairs, but he knew he was excited to find
out what Sara had in store. There was something dirty and exciting about buying favors
from his wife. He found she`d lit some candles on the nightstand and she was sitting on
the bed cross-legged in just her cami, which clung tightly, and very skimpy white cotton
panties.
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