I don't know how I got through the day. I was tempted to go and masturbate in the office ladies' room, but I wanted to save my climax for Laura. I was so horny that the bumpy subway ride home was physically arousing. When I got back she was already waiting for me. I gave her a shy smile, suddenly nervous about how to make the first move. Then Laura spoke.
"I don't think it's a good idea that we share the toy anymore," she said.
What was she saying? That last night had been a mistake? I knew she'd enjoyed it, too. Did Laura have second thoughts? I had spent all day building up to fucking her again, and now there was a danger I wouldn't be allowed to touch her in the way that I'd always wanted.
"That's right," she said, and she broke into a wide smile. "That's why I went shopping." And from a sleek pink shopping bag she produced a double-headed dildo, clearly built for two women.
"It's great to borrow," she said, "but it's even better to share."
BOSSY
This woman's confession will appeal to anyone who's ever met an arrogant man who needed to be taught a lesson. It took a clash with a bullying boss to bring out Donna's inner dominatrix. Her whip-cracking ways proved to be the ultimate in girl power. Some girls just do better on top. God, he was a bastard. I watched through the smoked-glass wall as Hugh Lancing shouted at yet another member of the staff. He'd been at my company for only ten days, and already he had managed to piss off, upset, or make an enemy of every single employee. An arrogant ex-private-school boy, he'd called us in, one by one, for performance reviews during which he'd bullied and intimidated most people to tears.