| The car moves slowly along the quiet residential street as she searches for the proper address. She is dressed as instructed - in a skirt that is so short she can feel the car seat against her naked bottom. Her thong underwear snugged tight against her rectum offers no protection from the smooth cool leather seat. The blouse covers her breasts, but her excited and erect nipples are clearly visible through the sheer material. What is she doing? She hasn’t even met this man, although she felt a connection after their many emails and phone conversations. Just the sound of his deep voice aroused her and caused flutters well south of her stomach. The house is dark. She double checks the address and then pushes the button on the remote garage door opener. As the door rumbles up she glances around the innocent neighborhood. What would these ordinary middle class families think if they knew why she was entering this garage? Her legs shook slightly and she wobbled on the ridiculously...
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