'There is a time and a place for everything.' She found her thoughts wandering to her short but intense affair with Bill. She had loved him, trusted him, and for a while she thought he loved and trusted her.

There had been many men who had wanted her, but when she found Bill, she believed that she had found someone different. She loved his body …loved the way he made love to her, showing what it was like to be a woman, and not just a girl…loved welcoming his long, thick cock in her cunt…his gentle, patient thrusts building in her eager and hungry body a passion she had never known existed…his warm, wet tongue licking feverishly up between her legs…that blissful moment each time when he would explode his searing, wonderful cum inside her!

Yes, those had been wonderful moments…thoughts that she never wanted to forget. Perhaps someday she would find another man she could love and trust as she had Bill…a love she hoped did not come only once in a lifetime.

Duke watched closely the soft movements of her wetly glistening body as she climbed from the tub and began toweling herself down, his keen sense of smell detecting the sudden scent of her female nakedness even through the aromas of her bubble bath. He knew that smell…the scent of arousal…his mistress had trained him well. He sensed the heavy weight growing in the depths of his own loins as he watched her turn to look at her curvaceous form reflected in the steam covered mirror.

For a moment, Kitty stood motionless, deliberately admiring the harmonious balance of her well-formed, eye-pleasing body, and a tingle of self-appreciation fluttered through her belly. She did not feel that there was anything wrong in believing she had a great deal of physical beauty. There had been plenty of men who had told her so. There was nothing wrong with being beautiful, she had told herself many times.