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After she handed Janice the ticket shenoticed her look into the back seat one last time and swore she heard the woman murmur"SLUT" under her breath..

More than enough time he thoughtas he booted up his computer and logged on to check his e-mail. Ithad been over 5 years since his dad left, and in all that time she had notonce even mentioned dating. Her handsalso appeared wet and the area around her pussy was swollen.

Still, John thought, he could get back at herfor taking away his stash of magazines by playing a little joke on her. It wasobvious she'd spent the previous few minuted viciously working it in andout of herself. You're not getting off the hook that easy, he thought One way or another your gonna have to go and buy yourself a REAL dildo" Looking back to the photo he saw she had the black lace bra backon from her first photo.

Her panties had been lightly rubbing against her newlyshaved snatch all day long, and had made it very sensitive. No notswivel...swivel......" 5 o'clock rolled around and everyone began to pack up and headtoward the elevators. You coming or are you planing to spend the night here." She shook her head as if coming out of a dream. Janice watchedas she slowly approached her car, then pause as she looked into the backseat.

Checking tomake sure no one was looking her way then tried swivelling the chair backto the left. " she moaned out as she felt her pussy twinge from her panties silky touch This time people had heard her, and she blushed deep red whiletrying to play it off as nothing more than a leg cramp. Janice sat at her desk slowly rocking back and forthinher chair with a lazy day dream expression across her face. A look ofdisgust crossed her face as she shook her head and walked up to the window.

Satisfied no one wasstill looking she began to rock the chair left to right. "I'm getting so wet just sitting here like this." Realizing that if she kept it up she risked an embarrassing wet spotshowing up against her skirt she stopped. "I'm sorry officer, I guess I was just a little anxious to get home." Janice laughedcasually, trying to play down the event. The officer looked down and then eyed Janice accusingly. I promise." Janice couldn't figure out why the woman was actingso hostile towards her.

She could already feel the moisterjust those few moves had made. "Yes, I bet you were," she responded with distaste. She followed her gaze and onlythen noticed that while she'd been wiggling her little ass around, her skirt had managed towork it's self up her thighs pretty high. Oh, excuse me." She felt her face burn hotlyin embarrassment as she tried to work the hem back down. All she'd done was go a little over the speed limit.

Looking over at the clock hesees he doesn'thave long until his mom gets home, so he hurriedly types a reply to her. She hadn't been able to concentrate on her workallday. He stopped as he spotted one of hismagazinessitting open on his mothers night stand. He no longer saw his mother as the caring, nurturing figure that he once had. Janice fought back the feeling of panic welling inside her. I'll just have to make sure that I check my messages before ANYTHING else"*Ding* She smiled and felt giddy as she opened up the mail. She found herself thinking more and more about sex.

She felt guilt and embarrassment over the photo she'd sent, to avirtual stranger noless. He smiled knowingly tohimself ashe sees her hurriedly grabbing her papers and briefcase, then practicallyrun to the frontdoor. It was open to a picture of a womanwith her legsspread wide, showing off her shaved pussy and pushing up her tit as ifoffering them to theviewer. Instead hesaw his chance to own his very own private whore. God how embarrassing" She sat down quickly and felt the damp crotch of her panties squishback up against her bottom. It took greateffort, to pull her mind back to her duties but within an hour she would start daydreamingand become aroused all over again.

Now here she was posing like a womandesperate for male attention. Thanks" He wondered what that was all about and where she was off to in such ahurry. John called up the attached photo and was nearly knocked over by what hesaw. She had looked for listings in the phone book earlier thismorning, as was surprised to discover that there was an adult shop so near her work. She paused a moment to let her eyesadjust to the dimly lite room. It assaulted hersenses as she stood there and gaped at the sight before her.. Maybe she was out of touch with her womanhood after all. " You needn't worry your self about what kind of woman I... "Thank you, I'm sorry I was a little cross but I'm in a bit of a hurry," Janice justwanted to get out of there as fast as she could. If nothing else at lest I've got a fewdifferent thing to show my mystery man tonight.******************************************** Making Mother my SLUT 5 (Jumping Jack Jiggles) Janice sat impatiently at a stoplight, waiting for it to change. Let's go," she muttered as she wiggled her bottom back and forth, enjoying thefeeling as the lips from her fiery pussy rubs slightly together. "I don't have all day."she said as she absent mindedly reached up to massage her big breasts through her blouse. She would start out pretty well, busy and focused, but within an hour she wouldstart dreaming about *HIM* and the things he would have her do.

The more he thought about it, the more it bothered him. It was late when Janice finally pulled back into her drive way. Getting out of bed he called up his mail account and went to getready for school. There on his computer screen was his dear old mother. Could he have ment..." Janice chewed at her bottom lip asshe tried to think this through. "Just go in, get what you need and leave," she told herself. The small shop had the muskysmell of cigarettes and sex, and was packed with a variety of porno movies and plasticdildos of every size. "You gonna buy something lady, or are you just gonna stand there and drool overthem? I mean SHE is, justplease show me what the standard assortment for a woman would be! She felt like a foolish c***d at having toask a man something she believe she should already now about. She felt her nipples grow hard as they pushed and strained against the rough fabric of herbra. Soon she would feel herpussy getting wet, her bare outer lips swelling and pushing against her panties, rubbingwhenever she twisted or turned at her desk.

This is foolish, she thought, a woman my age acting like a love sickschoolgirl. I lost Frank because I wasn't willingto be thewoman he wanted, I'm not about to loose another man. John laughs to himself as he sees her just leave thes**ttered mess. " Fingers shaking she keyed the *open* command and felt a tingle rushthrough herbody as she saw that it was from her mystery man after all. The photo you sent just goes to prove that you're all wrong for me. Making Mother My Slut 3 (reeling her in) John rummaged around his mothers room, going through drawerafter drawer and taking carful note of every bit of clothing she owned. His dick stirred slightly as he eyed the silky contentswithin. He reached in and pulled out thepair of crotch less panties his mom had worn the night before. Enjoy the thought thathe was running his fingers over the same clothes that had been so close tohis mothers skin. He getshome only two hours before his mom does, and if he was going to send hismessage off today he had to get moving. The rest of the trip was a blur as she raced to hercar,then onto the freeway. She looked at her juice soaked pantiesand felt a small thrill run down her. The light finally changed and Janice shot around a slower car.