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Always the good daughter, never knowing how to stand up for herself, and also afraid of what saying no would do to my father, I instead said yes

That was six o

But enough aboutup the stairs His footfalls are heavy, but measured and my heart starts to beat with anticipation as I see his shadow on the ground

He enters the room and turns his head to see me

“Hoas your day, dear?” I ask with a coy sive him a better view

Michael turns fully to me and takes a few steps towardh I don't care if he’s 51 now I don’t care what he looks like I need to have sex with my husband

His eyes continue to travel htly brush across thehis eyes to my boobs Let him feast on those I use my other hand to trace a line from my belly button down to my crotch I see his eyes travel doith me

He’s entranced Good I need him to be hard I want to unbuckle that belt of his and lower his pants Then take his cock inthe tip in ood, hard, and lubed up Then I want to cliasm

Just thinking about having sex—not caring who it's with—is getting er insidethe folds of my pussy respond to my touch My lips are swollen From desire

Not just for this eneral

You could say I’ me to lie there in the most vulnerable state I’ve ever allowed myself to be in in front of anyone Nearly naked, with one hand fingeringto subject myself to all manner of sexual objectification

Michael’s eyes travel my body back up to my face

He looks at my parted lips I wonder what part of me he wants first

He opens his mouth

“I have a lot of work to do tonight, Jocelyn,” he says and my heart starts to beat faster and louder “I don’t think I’ht”