Chapter 373 Skilled At Fucking & Eating Pussy:>Ep2

• What changed? Janice and Jim had a daughter who was home from college. Kimberly (introduced as Kim) had just finished her first year. She was a spitting image of Janice, just twenty-some years younger, that is to say, gorgeous. I knew from the moment I shook her hand that she would star in my fantasies that night and I dismissed my boyfriend as soon as the party was over. I knew he wouldn't give me as good of an orgasm as my fantasies could give myself. Jilling off to your neighbor's daughter was one thing, but I didn't expect it to go anywhere. How could I have explained myself to Janice and Jim? But thinking back to my own experimentation in college, it was easy to imagine Kim doing the same. My fingers and vibrator did the rest. She was 5-stars (OK 6) in my journal. Then I found out she liked to lay out and suntan in the afternoon.
• My second floor home office's window allowed me to see into the neighbor's yard. Kim's insistence on wearing tiny bikinis was distracting to say the least. The first time I saw her, I knew I would be taking afternoon breaks to pleasure myself. That wasn't entirely unusual, but I'd never done it sitting in my office chair with my legs spread and looking out the window before. Over time, I made up an entire fantasy backstory for Kim and I never failed to orgasm imagining myself between her powerful thighs or, as was new to my fantasy life, across her lap being spanked for being a bad girl. Apparently my online research into dominance and submission had rubbed off on me a bit because imagining her spanking me and then teasing my pussy with her fingers gave me spectacular orgasms.
• My fantasy life was great and Kim would have probably stayed as a naughty hidden desire had I not had to go on a work trip. I had finally worked up enough courage to order a paddle so I could spank myself and some naughty lingerie. It was scheduled to be delivered the day before I was to leave town. But that day, I got a message that the delivery had been delayed. I didn't want a package sitting for days on my front porch. I wasn't worried so much about it getting stolen, it wasn't worth that much, but I didn't want anybody to know the house was empty. I told Janice of my concerns and she said not to worry, she would watch for the package and put it inside. I felt relieved and wasn't stressed as I headed to the airport.