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Betty Burkan was an ordinary suburban wife with a very unordinary kinky side. Her husband was always game to sate her desires and help her live out her fantasies, but the ugly divorce ended all that in an instant. When she found him balls deep in a hooker, she had to think about her pride more than her libido. Truth be told, she never really missed him, not so much as she missed all the kinky games they would play together. It had been months since then, and that lustful itch was growing day by day. Finally, she did something about it.

During her and her friend’s naughty talks, they would let slip about a certain service a lot of the wild, single (and sometimes married) women were using for a quick fix. If a girl was feeling adventurous and didn’t mind being on camera, then they simply had to dial “1-800-At-Your-Service”. From there, it was as simple as asking what you would want and let the hunks that would show up to your door take care of the rest.

At first, Betty thought she was beyond such a naughty thing. She was hot and would have no problem trying to find some willing participants for her bedroom. Especially with her son off abroad and the house to herself. Though, with fun came the risk of drama, and she was in no way prepared for that. 

Every day, the number written down on her kitchen table would taunt her. The thought of getting what she wanted made her nipples hard against her fuzzy robe every morning, only teasing her more. The toys wouldn’t satisfy, and videos just seemed to be more of a teasing reminder of what she wasn’t getting. Some nights she thought she would break a nail fingering herself just to get the frustration to melt away. 

Eventually the hot blonde couldn’t take it anymore. She picked up the number, dialed the phone, and made the appointment.

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