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right now, but I don't want to arouse anyone's suspicions. We'll need to be very careful how and when we get together."
    "Oh, I agree. Tim warned me that he was going to talk to you - that we're both off-limits to each other," I tell him.
    "Yeah, he and Laslow talked to me. I told them I'd respect the rule - but I'd much rather respect you and spend time getting to know you. It's kind of hard, trying not to like someone who's off-limits. Far as I'm concerned, I like talking to you, I like your perspective on different issues...and I love making love to you," Marcus says.
    "Whoo! Well, we'd just better be very careful. We've crossed a line that we can't uncross. I want both you and the band - is that even possible?" I ask.
    Marcus is quiet for several long seconds. Then he says, "Respect. We need to have respect for each other. Get to know each other. Johanna, this is about much more than hot sex with you. I like you and I've been attracted to you all along. As long as we remember that, I think we'll be good."
    I smile. I had the same thoughts after dinner.
    "Hey, Laslow's coming down the street. I'd better go. We'll talk tomorrow. I promise."
    We hang up. On my end, I'm smiling widely. I take a fast shower before bed. When I climb in under my covers, I'm throbbing and hot for Marcus. Reaching into my nightstand drawer, I pull my fingertip vibrator out and press it against my woman's place. Because I want this session to last a long time, I get out of my bed and pull several old towels out of the linen closet and lay them under me. Back in bed, I play with the intensity of sensations from my little vibrator. First soft, then intense, so that my arousal builds slowly. I alternate between the two as my desire and throbbing pussy grow even hotter. Feeling my orgasm quickly approaching, I toss the covers back. I watch as I begin to come. I see little spurts of fluid coming out of me, in time with my pussy's vibrations. I give myself a few minutes' time to rest, then, still feeling that want, I begin again. This time, my orgasm is short, fast and very hard. Again, I spurt fluid as I come. My legs straighten out convulsively and I growl deep in my throat as I feel the heat wrapping itself around me. This time, I wait for several minutes to see if I have satisfied the want. No, I haven't! Again, I play with myself, this time, using just my fingers. I am still stimulated sufficiently enough that when I come, the sensations are sharper and hotter than the two previous times. My pussy is so engorged that I feel it pushing down and, as I come, it stays fully engorged and I soak my hand with juices. This time, even when I've finished, the throbbing continues. I lightly slap my clit - zing! I barely touch myself with my fingertips - zing! The sensations rocket from my clit through my pussy and all around my pelvis and I'm off once again. The wanting is so sharp and intense that I grab my vibrator once again and, applying it at a short distance away from my clit, the vibrations lead to an instantaneous vibration - the hardest I have ever experienced. Oh, I should tell you that, as I come over and over, and over, I am imagining Marcus in between my legs, with his dick inside my pussy, taking command of my body. Oh, my God! My God, my God, my God. I come one finally time and then I am physically drained and exhausted. I doze off with the vibrator still running, pressed against my pussy. I rouse lightly as I continue to come. My dreams are populated with me and Marcus, talking, laughing, kissing, petting and making love. My subconscious takes things a step further and I dream of him lightly slapping my arse and legs. After coming even in the dream, I sleep hard.
    The next morning, I wake early, thankfully. I need to change my sheets and toss them along with the towels, into the washer. I get dressed and do just that. As the sheets are washing, Tim calls me.
    "Johanna, practice is canceled. Linny is sick and can't play. We'll resume tomorrow, if