30 Days: Nov. 3rd (Patreon)

On Friday morning I get home late as I had decided to grab a bite to eat with a few of my trucker buddies before heading home.  As we sat and chatted about the usual bullshit over our meals, for them breakfast and for me supper, I found my mind wandering to what might be waiting for me on my kitchen table.  Would Sarah have another story to tell or had she already reached her limit?  I could not wait to find out.  Part of me was simply curious in a well meaning sort of way, but the part of me that hung between my legs had a much more keen interest.

After just a couple of days of no porn and no fapping I was already feeling the pressure.  With nothing else to occupy my horny imagination her letter from yesterday kept worming its way to the front of my mind.  I couldn’t quite put my finger on it but there was something undeniably and powerfully arousing about thinking about Sarah thinking about erotic things.  Just reading her acknowledge that she had natural sexual desires got my blood pumping.

Last night during the little window of time we spent together between when she got home from work and I had to leave I had hoped that she might slip and bring up the topic, giving me an opening to probe a little.  But she was a rock.  Nothing she did or said gave me any indication about the mini breakthrough she’d written about nor gave me a hint on what was to come.  It may have just been my imagination but I swore there was an extra spark between us as we visited even though on the surface she acted as if it was just another average day.  It was only then that it dawned on me just what a tantalizing tease that our vow of silence was going to be.

When I get home it was straight to the table where I find the envelope with my name on it.  Excited to see it I waste little time in opening it.

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Dear David,

Your wife is so sneaky!  After you left for work I went to my satchel and got out the two books that I bought at the used bookstore on my lunch break.  They were sitting there that whole time and you didn’t even know!  My heart was beating like a bunny’s!  Ha ha ha!

What books you might be asking.  I won’t tell you the titles but I will tell you that they were a couple of those really trashy romance books.  The kind your sister likes to read.  The kind with bare chested men and ladies with heaving cleavage.  Oh my God, it was SOOO embarrassing buying them.  I felt like everyone in the book store was staring at me and quietly judging me.  My mouth was dry, my hands clammy, and my poor little heart was beating so fast!  My whole face must have been pink.  But I did it.  I actually did it!  I went right up to the woman at the till and I did it.  Then drove back to work as fast as I could.  Ha ha ha!  It was all so scary but you know what?  I think I kind of got a thrill from it.  I felt all zoomie for the rest of the afternoon.  It was so tough to act normal with you last night knowing that you might at any moment dig into my bag and find them.

So these books.  Terrible!  Absolutely terrible.  The characters were two dimensional, the plot contrived, and every scene just an excuse to titillate or tease future titillation.  The first one was written so poorly I gave up before the first chapter.  The second one however was actually kind of interesting.  Though I have to confess I was speed reading until I got to the saucy bits.  And speaking of the saucy bits, oh my goodness!  David!  The things these writers write about.  Filth!  Have they no sense of shame?  The first scene involved a hunky stable hand and a lonely noblewoman.  Their love was forbidden so they had to carry out their tryst in the stables.  Could you imagine?  Doing THAT in a smell old stable?  But oh my goodness!  Oh my goodness!!  The things those two got up to.  He threw her into the hay and had his brutish way with her.  And she loved it!  I felt so wrong as I read it but I couldn’t put it down.  I am blushing as I write this.  But, heaven help me, I kind of liked it.  I liked reading about their secret affair and I found myself imagining myself as the noble lady and you as that handsome hand.  If only we had a stable.  ;)

After awhile I had to set it down.  My wild loins could not take anymore.  Did you like that?  Wild loins.  That’s the kind of stuff that was in the book.  Ha ha ha!  I thought I had a hard time going to sleep the night before?  Whoo baby!  Nothing compared to last night.  Every time I cooled down I would end up rolling over and reading just a little bit more.  That darned trashy book filled my head with all sorts of naughty things.  My dreams last night were crazy!

I am going to stop there.  (I want to read a little bit more before I head to work.)  He he he.  So far, so good for Naughty November.  I hope your challenge is going as well as mine.  I bet that mine are not the only wild loins in the house right now.  I’m already counting down the days until December.

Love you,

Sarah

Nov. 4th