Steve has been a constant feature of my fantasies virtually since I first met him. To actually say this out loud is embarrassing enough, but the burning flush of shameful guilt really starts to rise whenever I think of this next fantasy. It’s only a short one but it plays like its on endless loop
Julie my mistress
Julie drove to my house and, maliciously, she went through town so I was stared at by people in other cars and had to suffer much finger pointing and jeering. Every now and again she would raise her skirt to show me her black lace panties to make me hard in my revealing swimming briefs.