30-06-2022, 01:58 PM
As a way of trying to control his obsessive behavior, he thought a week away without the cameras and any sex would help him get some control over his obsession. He also wanted to keep Khadijah to wait to experience some abstinence as she was tiring him out.
The relationship had been intense and the sex was amazing but Khadijah felt a week apart may be good for them to get some perspective. But Khadijah had not factored her sex drive into her thinking. She had grown accustomed to climaxing on his hard dick every night but she was now going to have to abstain.
It was her first night without George fucking her in several positions. She was resolute that she would not give in to her desire to pleasure herself until George returned. She was committed to a relationship despite his controlling behavior.
The first night was tough and she had hot flashes all night as her body missed the release it had become accustomed to.
She managed to survive the night but she was in a really horny mood the next morning. She woke up to find a hand inside of her panties and the other clutching her breast. She had a cold shower in the morning to wake herself up and shake the horny thoughts.
She wore a slutty red lace briefs and a cute red push up bra. She loved to dress sexy no matter where she was going.
It was the middle of summer and she usually wore long maxi dresses during the summer. This morning she picked out a light yellow dress. She liked the dress as it was a thin cotton material that let her skin breathe under the dress. She wore high heels, she enjoyed wearing heels as she was often told it helped her ass stand out.
She was rushing for the train as she was running late and could not afford to wait for the next one.
She managed to squeeze in between two well dressed men. One of the men seemed young, no more than 21. He had headphones on and seemed to be in his own world. The other man was older with grey hair and a sharp business suit. He was holding the handrail above his head.
It was slightly uncomfortable and everyone seemed to be bumping and resting against each other. As the train bumped and rode along she felt something hard and persistent against her thigh. She presumed it was the young man's bag against her thigh.
The object against her thigh began to move up and down against her thigh but Khadijah tried to ignore it. She was already in a horny mood and her mind was in danger of getting carried away. She consoled herself that this was just innocent touching and she should ignore it.
The train eventually stopped and she felt the young man bump against her and she now felt his hand flush against her fat ass cheek. She sighed at the contact and as she turned to leave her hand with a mind of its own brushed against his crotch. She flushed red as she realized what was rubbing against her thigh.
The day in the office was busy and it kept Khadijah distracted. Khadijah was working on a case of a young '. woman that was struggling to leave an abusive husband. Fatima was 24 and was in an abusive relationship. Her husband controlled everything she did. She was not allowed a mobile phone or to meet anyone from outside. She would sneak to meetings at the women's charity and Khadijah was looking for alternative accommodation for her. This was a struggle as the charity was at capacity in terms of accommodation and she was unable to find her a place to stay. She promised to find something for her as soon as possible.
The day had kept Khadijah distracted from her lustful thoughts but as she returned to the subway to catch her train home, those thoughts returned. She knew it was down to her experience as a younger woman when she was groped on the train and it was an experienced that became a fantasy for her. She always liked the idea of a forceful male.
The train was quiet and there wasn't the same contact she had experienced in the morning.
Thomas Johnson was also on the train but he was not someone that Khadijah would notice but he certainly noticed her.
The relationship had been intense and the sex was amazing but Khadijah felt a week apart may be good for them to get some perspective. But Khadijah had not factored her sex drive into her thinking. She had grown accustomed to climaxing on his hard dick every night but she was now going to have to abstain.
It was her first night without George fucking her in several positions. She was resolute that she would not give in to her desire to pleasure herself until George returned. She was committed to a relationship despite his controlling behavior.
The first night was tough and she had hot flashes all night as her body missed the release it had become accustomed to.
She managed to survive the night but she was in a really horny mood the next morning. She woke up to find a hand inside of her panties and the other clutching her breast. She had a cold shower in the morning to wake herself up and shake the horny thoughts.
She wore a slutty red lace briefs and a cute red push up bra. She loved to dress sexy no matter where she was going.
It was the middle of summer and she usually wore long maxi dresses during the summer. This morning she picked out a light yellow dress. She liked the dress as it was a thin cotton material that let her skin breathe under the dress. She wore high heels, she enjoyed wearing heels as she was often told it helped her ass stand out.
She was rushing for the train as she was running late and could not afford to wait for the next one.
She managed to squeeze in between two well dressed men. One of the men seemed young, no more than 21. He had headphones on and seemed to be in his own world. The other man was older with grey hair and a sharp business suit. He was holding the handrail above his head.
It was slightly uncomfortable and everyone seemed to be bumping and resting against each other. As the train bumped and rode along she felt something hard and persistent against her thigh. She presumed it was the young man's bag against her thigh.
The object against her thigh began to move up and down against her thigh but Khadijah tried to ignore it. She was already in a horny mood and her mind was in danger of getting carried away. She consoled herself that this was just innocent touching and she should ignore it.
The train eventually stopped and she felt the young man bump against her and she now felt his hand flush against her fat ass cheek. She sighed at the contact and as she turned to leave her hand with a mind of its own brushed against his crotch. She flushed red as she realized what was rubbing against her thigh.
The day in the office was busy and it kept Khadijah distracted. Khadijah was working on a case of a young '. woman that was struggling to leave an abusive husband. Fatima was 24 and was in an abusive relationship. Her husband controlled everything she did. She was not allowed a mobile phone or to meet anyone from outside. She would sneak to meetings at the women's charity and Khadijah was looking for alternative accommodation for her. This was a struggle as the charity was at capacity in terms of accommodation and she was unable to find her a place to stay. She promised to find something for her as soon as possible.
The day had kept Khadijah distracted from her lustful thoughts but as she returned to the subway to catch her train home, those thoughts returned. She knew it was down to her experience as a younger woman when she was groped on the train and it was an experienced that became a fantasy for her. She always liked the idea of a forceful male.
The train was quiet and there wasn't the same contact she had experienced in the morning.
Thomas Johnson was also on the train but he was not someone that Khadijah would notice but he certainly noticed her.
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