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Charity flipped on the windshield wipers and turned the heater up while she negotiated the Chicago traffic. It had been freezing all week, and the rain was coming down in sheets, looking more like a solid stream rather than individual drops. She’d worn her favorite skirt today, and the knit pullover sweater she had on clung to her body showing off her best assets. Her beige canvas raincoat was in the seat next to her umbrella; her purse tucked safely under it. The tall buildings of the city seemed ominous in under the dark gray sky. The only color being the traffic signals as they changed from green to yellow to red. She loved the rain; it gave her an excuse to be late to work and the sound of the water hitting her roof put her in a relaxed mood. The muffled sound of Pharrell Williams singing “Happy” made her smile and a little giddy as she dug through her Micheal Kors purse, scrounging around with her right hand while driving with Kadıköy Escort her left. She wanted to pick it up before it went to voicemail. “I should’ve put this inside the console,” she thought to herself, making contact with it at the last second. Touching ‘accept’ first, she pulled it out of her bag and whisked her shoulder length brown hair away from her ear. “Hey baby, what’re you wearing?” she answered, playfully. “Nothing, I’m dripping wet and just got out of the shower,” Bailey teased, but she was telling the truth. “I was hoping I’d catch you,” she offered, admiring her tight body and firm breasts while she toweled off the bathroom mirror. “I just wanted to make sure you were thinking about me today.” “I am thinking of you, and you’re making me so wet that it’s not fair!” She loved it when Bailey called her on her way to work. “Oh yummy,” she replied. Still admiring her form, she continued Kadıköy Escort Bayan touching herself, lost in conversation and the lingering memory of the night before. “I do my best,” she laughed. “Are you naked? I hope so. I want to imagine you with nothing on all day today. But when I get home I can’t be held responsible for my actions,” she giggled, hitting her left blinker while entering the parking garage. As a paralegal for a large firm, she knew that all her bosses would be in meetings, so being a little tardy wasn’t a problem. “Yes, and I’m touching myself right now,” Bailey delighted in telling her as she ran a single finger over her lips, petting her soft, shaved landing strip. “My nipples are getting hard, it’s cold in here,” she pouted childlike, toying with Charity even more. “I haven’t made our bed yet. I might have to climb back in it to get warm.” She had a smile in her Escort Kadıköy voice and loved to get her going before she got to work. “Oh damn, Bailey, you must stop, or I’ll have to park my car and scold you.” “Scold me, baby. I may need a good spanking when you get home because I’m a very naughty girl.” She turned the heater up and walked slowly around the room with her hair wrapped in a light green towel. “I’m going to play with myself if you don’t talk to me before you open your car door.” Her fingers were sneaking up on her sideways smile, and she could feel her aching need beginning to build. “I want to lick your pussy so bad. When are you going to be home?” Bailey had a huge grin on her face now, as she tortured Charity with the invitation of impossible sex. Charity parked her car in her reserved spot. It was coming down outside now, and her windows had already begun to fog up. “Don’t you touch anything yet, I’ll get you if you do!” She laughed, feeling the moisture fill her panties. “I want to do it with you,” she said in a sultry tone that reflected her heated mood. “I can’t leave these panties on now, they’ll smell like sex all day,” she laughed, lifting her skirt up enough to slide her hand down her new lacy blue panties.
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