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The pleasure was quickly becoming to much. I pulled the car over to an empty parking lot. I reached over and lifted up her dress and was shocked. Brittany wasn't wearing any panties. She could see the look excited look on my face and said she could explain. She said "Every time you went to the washroom at the restaurant, I started masturbating under the table. The third time when you caught me all flustered, I was removing them because the were completely soaked. That's why I was embarrassed. I thought you were going to ask what I was doing." I was so turned on by her confession, all I could think about was her pussy. She told me to climb in the back and get a condom out. One problem I said, I didn't bring one. I never would of guessed this would be happening tonight. Brittany said "That don't matter. Neither one of us have anything we need to worry about anyways" Brittany unzipped her dress and I removed the rest of my clothes. She climbed back on top of me and wasted no time. Her. Her husband's dead. Now she ain't had a nice fuck for years and now she can't ever again! I've been put out to pasture. Men can't even look at me anymore! And I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life!" Please, Miss Rachel. That's not it. It's Katie. I mean, please. I love her. You are gorgeous. I am attracted to you. I would love to fu-, I mean, if it wasn't for Katie. I'd-" No, no. I understand, Johnny." And then she took a deep breath. Thirty seconds went by, neither of us moving or saying a word. The sudden silence hung in the air and was more deafening than Miss Rachel's rant of a moment ago."Johnny, I'm sorry. It's not your fault." And then when Miss Rachel looked up at me, she was her old self again. That is, the young, pretty, sad, and depressed Miss Rachel I remembered. "I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry."She got up, and came to me, holding her arms open for what perhaps was our customary hug of friendship and of saying goodbye. But I backed away, afraid of what.
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