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Cindy Surrenders

... squeezes to her ass cheek. Ian smiled, nodded and left with his coffee. Cindy stood at the counter, her legs, weak from the sensual feel of his hand on her ass, unable to move. She could also feel the dampness it had caused wetting her panties. Finally she sighed and walked back to her desk. That night her husband fell asleep in his chair as usual. Cindy watched TV, but after a while she began to think about Ian's hand on her ass. As the memory filled her mind she slipped her hand between her legs and began to rub her clit. Between the thought of Ian's touch and the thought of what she was doing in front of her sleeping husband, fingering herself while thinking about another man touching her, made her groan. Over the next half hour she climaxed twice. After the second one she sat in a satisfied haze staring at Doug, wondering why he no longer wanted her and thinking what it would be like to do it with Ian. As her thoughts became more and more erotic, she could feel the warmth in her nethers begin to build for a third time. She touched herself and it made her shiver. She finally got up, threw a blanket over Doug and went to bed. She didn't masturbate again, but as she fell asleep the last thought in her mind was the feel of Ian's hand squeezing hr ass. The next day she wasn't as nervous as she waited at the counter. When Ian arrived he greeted her with his usual complement, then stood beside her with his hand on her ass gently rubbing her cheek as he talked to her about work. ...

... After a bit Cindy thought she heard foot steps so she pulled his hand from her ass and quickly turned her back to the counter. The footsteps never materialized and she had to conclude they were a figment of her imagination. As she stood with her ass against the edge of the counter Ian asked,"Is your husband impotent?" "I...aw....I don' think that's an appropriate thing for you to ask." Cindy stammered, surprised by the question. "I'm sorry if I sound nosy." Ian replied stepping closer,"I just can't fathom why your husband doesn't take you every single night. Such a sexy woman as yourself should be made love to frequently." "I aw....I...he...aw..." Cindy stammered. She stopped speechless as Ian stepped up closer, put a hand on the counter on each side of her, pressed his body against hers, staring into her eyes as he said,"You should be filled and satisfied every......single.....night." Cindy's heart pounded as she felt the lump of his hardness pressed against her belly. She was to surprised to move, but the warm glow in her nethers blossomed to a white heat. They stood that way for only seconds, but it seemed like hours. Finally Ian smiled, leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her unresponsive lips, smiled again and left. Cindy stood for a long time trying to sort out her feels. She finally left For the rest of the day and that evening she thought about what happened. She masturbated and came three times thinking about Ian kissing her, but she knew it could never be. Just ...