Carrie had hoped that this, in addition to the new wardrobe she had purchased, would make her happy. But she found that it only accentuated the feeling of loneliness she had. In spite of her love for John, she still felt a need for something more exciting in her life. She knew that John thought her ideas were ridiculous, but he nevertheless went along with her… even when she had shown up at the first family dinner in that Marlene Dietrich see-through gown! She'd spent a lot of money having a dressmaker copy it for her… and the festive dinner had seemed to her just the occasion to wear it, even if it was a little daring!

Carrie turned over on her side, burying her head a little deeper in her pillow as she recalled her son Jamie's reaction to the dress, and how their bitter argument over it had led her to drink all that champagne, which had in turn made her respond to Ike's advances… her own son-in-law! She remembered his strong young fingers… and how they had insinuated themselves beneath her panties, moving upward, high into the already moist area of her golden haired pussy… slipping in and out, in and out, making her cry out against him. What a wonderful feeling of excitement and mounting desire she had felt. She could still feel excited just by the thought of her daughter Tricia's husband… and the very idea chilled her. But she knew, that there was worse than that to consider. With a groan, she tried to block it all out, but she only succeeded in thinking about it all the more.

Even though the fall morning was cool… the first cool day of a streak of searing Indian Summer days… Carrie felt unduly warm beneath the covers.