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Questing4Aldonza -> Envious (7/27/2004 9:20:48 AM)
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Envious
Early evening, late in Summer; still light out but the first fireflies of the night twinkle faintly along the verdant gloom at the tree line. The park is filled; people riding their bikes, jogging, or just taking their pets out for a leisurely stroll.
Yet somehow, the young couple seems to stand out from the crowd.
She has the sort of looks that would draw attention anyway, but something in the way she hangs on her companion, her closed eyes, the beatific smile on her face, garners second, and even third glances.
Older women shake their heads and cluck their tongues at the display, but the men, regardless of age, stare at her with an undeniable longing, and at him with a palpable... envy.
One after another he recognizes the same message in their faces - Man, I wish I were you - and he smiles wryly in reply.
If you only knew, he thinks. If you only knew...
... About the panties he's wearing, the pair she's been masturbating in all day, that are now cold and sticky and very wet against the smooth shaved skin of his crotch.
Or the chastity device that's had him waking in pain every morning at 4 A.M. for two and a half weeks now.
And what would they think if they knew that the hand she had slipped indiscreetly into the back pocket of his jeans wasn't there to cop a feel, but to work the control of the plug thrumming away deep inside of him?
He wondered how many of them would be so eager to trade places with him if they knew that at the end of their constitutional, her blissful demeanor would burn off like a morning fog and he would shortly find himself face-down in the bed, the plug yanked unceremoniously from his body, only to be replaced by something much longer... and wider... and harder... the chastity device robbing him of even being able to enjoy the friction against his prostate.
Still... a few might... you never knew...
He feels her squeeze the arm wrapped 'round his waist.
"Penny for your thoughts," she asks.
"I was just thinking how lucky I was to have found you," he says softly.
She "hmm's" thoughtfully. "Yes," she says, her finger sliding the plug's switch to the next level of intensity. "You are!"
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