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Friday, September 14
Friday, September 14 We were on the deck when Peter came home. The temperature was in the mid-80s. We wore tank tops, shorts. Peter and Kristen were taking turns leaving early on Friday. It was Peter's turn to close up the office. I was glad to see him when he walked through the door. I was always glad to see him. He was one of the most positive men I knew. He came out on the deck. He hadn't changed yet, still in his red polo short and navy slacks. He kissed us warmly, his tongue mingling with ours. My cunt was on fire. "How do you feel about pizza tonight?", he said. "I don't feel much like cooking." "Perfect", Bailey said. "I'm going to change my clothes, if one of you will call the pie parlor", he said. I got, followed him inside, fixed him his favorite drink. He doted on us. It was the least I could do. He came back out wearing a white tee shirt and khaki shorts. "Are we putting on a show for the delivery person?", he said. "What do you have in mind?", Liz said. "I'm feeling particularly naughty", I said. "So, Stacy, you wouldn't mind wearing a butt plug?", he said. "That sounds wonderful", I said. "Go get one", he said. "Strip from the waist down. Bring the lube." I did as he asked. He kissed me, then led us inside. I knelt on the floor, bent over so that he could insert the plug. The lubricant was cool on my rectum. I could feel the pressure of the plug as it pressed against my anus. Peter worked slowly, and then it was inside. It felt so fucking good! |
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