She spent the rest of the week nervous, and all day Friday and Saturday so horny she couldn’t think straight. When she was alone and had a minute, she gave her rabbit a quick work out in hopes of feeding her hunger. Once finished, she wondered what the fuck was wrong with her. She was only sucking some guy’s cock. It wasn’t like there was anything in it for her. It wasn’t giving the blowjob itself, exactly. It was that she could have anyone, and have someone else, and have sex, and Steve didn’t mind. It was a strange and quite powerful thing. She almost couldn’t wait until evening. She started getting ready early, taking her time, while Steve lay on the bed and watched her get dressed. The perfect black dress, the perfect stockings. She was just ready to put on her heels, then looked at him, trying to decide if he just might be having second thoughts. He caught her wrist and said, “I want you to blow me first, before we go.”
