As she watched now from the window of her small apartment (which fronted on the cobbled courtyard and had its own private bathroom, sitting room, and a spacious bedroom), she grew hungry for George to come to her.

As the car disappeared, Madam Andre closed the pale lemon- colored curtains. Dimming the light, she went to her dressing table. Using an atomizer, she sprayed her body with a new perfume that smelled of jasmine and lily of the valley. She rubbed it into the hair of her armpits and all over her crotch, even touched a dab of it into her anus.

Smiling at herself in the mirror, she opened one of the drawers in her bureau and took out a twelve-inch-long dildo. Bringing it to her lips, she kissed it. Then she introduced it into her mouth. Holding it away from her, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

George was coming for it.

When he arrived, he was not at all shocked to see her standing there naked, with the dildo strapped around her waist. He had seen it many times before. She ordered him to strip, which he readily did. She called him over to her and he complied.

His cock was hard from the sight of her obscenity. When he was standing before her, Madam Andre reached out and took hold of it, squeezing it lightly, then harder, until he groaned. Then she ordered him onto the bed, where she lay atop his prone body, sticking the dildo in between his legs. She rubbed it back and forth teasingly; she scratched his back with her long fingernails and bit his neck.

"Do you want it?" she asked.

"Yes. Yes, I want it," he said, his voice hoarse and urgent.

She teased him further by continuing to rub the instrument between his legs. He lifted his buttocks into the air as if to suggest where she might put it. She slapped them hard and they contracted and sank back into the bed. His flesh stung and turned red. He lifted his buttocks again, and again she slapped them. Again they contracted and expanded. He grabbed the pillow and stuffed it under his stomach, reached behind him and spread his buttocks with his hands, his fingers sinking into his own flesh.



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