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Gil held the shutter button. Sylvia’s back was amazing to him, and the double image in the mirror would be a noteworthy piece in any portfolio. Gil rued the fact he couldn’t keep the picture. He lowered his camera, and looked at Sylvia smiling that sexy smile at him. He wanted her so badly, but then realized he wanted Dessa as much, if not more. He lowered his eyes sadly, and then turned away, pulling the SD disk from the camera.

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Sylvia saw the change in mood in Gil. She had been teasing him hard. She wanted to have sex with him…badly, but she could see he was conflicted. His hesitation told her all she wanted: Gil was loyal to Dessa, no matter what. This filled her with bittersweet feelings. She was glad they had a strong love, but was sad, and a little jealous that she couldn’t share in that joy tonight. She came up to him from behind, and stroked his right arm with her hand.

“Uh, I need to use your bathroom.” Gil said softly. He was in a bit of a panic. He was horny to the point of pain. His member had been swollen for a while, and was now painful. Yet he knew he couldn’t do anything about it there. He needed some space. Maybe a few minutes in the bathroom to clear his head and calm his libido. Then he would say good night, and leave. He turned to face Sylvia. She was right in front of him, her body nearly touching his. She looked sweetly up at him.

“Oh, sure…” she said as softly. Gil put the disc and camera down on the table, and went right to the guest bathroom. He locked the door behind him and sat on the toilet lid. He reached in his pants, rubbing his sore member. He closed his eyes, trying to meditate though the pain. He was tempted to try to rub it out, but that didn’t seem right in that place.

Sylvia watched Gil go down the hall. She turned to the coffee table, and picked up the disk. Holding it for a moment, she walked over to the kitchen, her heels clicking on the floor. She needed some relief, she thought, but it was late. It was going to be unlikely she was going to find any of her other partners. She took an open bottle of merlot, and poured herself a glass. She found her eyeglasses, and walked over to the bookcase. She put the glasses on, and found a volume. Taking the book and wine, she went back to the sofa, and sat. She took a long sip of the wine. She marveled at the buttery oak flavor, and how it mellowed her almost instantly. She leaned forward, and opened a drawer on the coffee table. She pulled out a decorative wood box and opened it. Inside was her favorite toy: long, thick, and anatomically correct. Sylvia was very horny now, but she had resigned herself to wait until Gil left before pleasing herself. She put the device under the pillow, replaced the box under the table, took the book, and reclined on the sofa. She hoped reading some math theory would keep her calm until Gil departed.

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Meditating had no effect on Gil. He decided to distract himself. He took his phone, and looked at his texts. Dessa had replied to his earlier group photo of the football party."

"I told u she was not what you expected, but wow...what a costume! I still can't believe that she was a U-T Cheerleader. And, may I say, look at that body!!!"

Dessa sent him a photo in return. It was of Dessa and her friends, and a fourth woman, out on the Las Vegas Strip near an older casino. They looked hot, of course. They had all dressed up in classic retro looks from the 60's. Dessa and Eve's wife, Jocelyn, were dressed in period pencil dresses with pumps and nylons. Bouffant hair styles, dress gloves, jewelry, and thick eyelashes completed the look. Dessa even had a cigarette holder. Gil wondered what she was smoking. Eve, and the other woman wore male suits with collared shits, 4-in-hand ties, and pocket squares. The hats gave them an eerily authentic period look. Eve had a fedora Sinatra might have worn. The other woman, who seemed to have a curvy, athletic figure and large breasts, wore a pork pie hat. Gil smiled at the picture.

Then he paused, and decided to draft another text…to Dessa.

“Hi, babe! How r u guys doing in sin city?” he wrote. He paused for a second, then sent the text.

After a moment he got a response: “Good, baby! We r having fun! Actually back in my room. Grrls wanted to party hard, but I wasn’t in mood. Missing u!!!” Several kiss and heart emojis followed.

Gil was surprised. He figured she would be going crazy, but she was just as lonely. That made him feel better. “Miss u 2!” he texted back. The pain in his crotch began to subside.

“How was the costume party?” she wrote back. “Longhorns got their asses kicked!”

Gil paused for a second. It was an honesty check, though he was sure Dessa wasn’t trying to pry. She was just curious.

“It was OK until Halftime, then party took a wild turn. I’m still here, but about to leave. U were right about how provocative Sylvia is. Freaky weird! Don’t worry, tho…nothing happening with me. Can I call & tell you about it when I get home?”

Gil waited, hoping Dessa wouldn’t be too suspicious. His phone buzzed. “Yeah, sure. I want all the details." Dessa's reply text started. "I have a few details to share, too. Might make for some good phone sex!” She added some heart and wink emojis. Gil smiled. He loved how Dessa could turn an awkward situation for him into a joyful one for both of them. He then heard some heels clicking down the hall towards him.

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Sylvia’s crotch began to itch. She had trimmed her pubic hair before the party, but it was just long enough to irritate the tender skin and folds around it. She normally liked it full shaved, but had grown it out a bit. Now she wanted to be rid of it. She put her book down, and stood. The wine made her loopy for a second. She reached over to the mantle of the fireplace to steady herself. When she collected herself, she headed to her own bathroom off her bedroom. She saw the closed guest bathroom door, and paused. She then rapped softly on the door.

“Gil, are you OK in there, sweetie?” she asked. She wondered if Gil was trying to relieve the tension she had created. She wished Gil would let her do it for him.

“Uh, Yes, I’ll be out in a few minutes!” Gil said with a bit of surprise. He actually now had to pee, more badly than he realized.

“Uh, OK...Good.” Sylvia said, then headed to her bathroom. In the vanity drawer was a small electric trimming razor. Sylvia looked at herself in the mirror. With her hair down, and with the horn-rimmed glasses, she thought she looked like a super-cute, sexy muscle-librarian. She wasn’t normally vain, but she indulged the thought that no man had ever turned down an evening of lovemaking with her before. “Look how sexy I am. I don’t get it!” She whispered to herself. Sylvia was a bit jealous of Gil and Dessa’s love, and she didn’t want to be alone tonight. “Dessa, you are a lucky girl!”

She lifted her massive right leg up on the vanity, and turned it on the razor. It took just a moment to carefully clean off her pubis. She washed the hair down the drain, then admired her work before switching off the light heading back to the living room.

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Gil heard the footsteps continue down the hall, before dropping his trousers. His unit had a nearly purple pallor, but had softened considerably. As he urinated, he heard a buzzing sound coming from the adjacent bathroom. Gil wondered if Sylvia had taken matters into her own hands and was using an appliance to satisfy herself. Almost as quickly, the sound stopped. As Gil pulled up his pants and cleaned up, he heard her walking back to the living room.

Gil took a deep breath, and headed out to the living room. There he found Sylvia, lounging nude on the sofa with a book and a glass of wine. She had glasses on, which surprised him. Gil admired her body one more time, from her pretty face, along her thick shoulders and arms, to the sweep of her muscular buttocks, thighs, and calves.

Sylvia looked up at him over her glasses, and offered a soft smile.

“Whatcha reading?” Gil asked as he picked up his camera and put it in the bag.

“’Principa Mathematica’, Volume 1.” Sylvia replied in as scholarly a manner as a naked minx could. “Erotica for scientists!”

Gil laughed. He enjoyed Sylvia’s self-deprecating sense of humor. Gil thought she was really special, if a bit eccentric.

Sylvia liked Gil’s smile. His face brightened, and he had the best laugh lines around his eyes. She guessed laughter was a common state of being for Gil, and probably Dessa, too. Sylvia felt a twinge of jealous longing again.

“Well enjoy your reading!” Gil offered, genuinely. “Look, Sylvia, I had a great time. You are a really beautiful, fun, and sexy woman. I liked taking your picture. Had it been a different time, well…” Gil let that hang, unable to complete the thought. He picked up his camera bag, and went to get his coat.

When he came back into the room to say goodbye, He stopped cold. Sylvia had put the wine glass and book down, and stared at him with a passion, determination, and fire he had never seen before, in any person!

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Gil held the shutter button. Sylvia’s back was amazing to him, and the double image in the mirror would be a noteworthy piece in any portfolio. Gil rued the fact he couldn’t keep the picture. He lowered his camera, and looked at Sylvia smiling that sexy smile at him. He wanted her so badly, but then realized he wanted Dessa as much, if not more. He lowered his eyes sadly, and then turned away, pulling the SD disk from the camera.

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Sylvia saw the change in mood in Gil. She had been teasing him hard. She wanted to have sex with him…badly, but she could see he was conflicted. His hesitation told her all she wanted: Gil was loyal to Dessa, no matter what. This filled her with bittersweet feelings. She was glad they had a strong love, but was sad, and a little jealous that she couldn’t share in that joy tonight. She came up to him from behind, and stroked his right arm with her hand.

“Uh, I need to use your bathroom.” Gil said softly. He was in a bit of a panic. He was horny to the point of pain. His member had been swollen for a while, and was now painful. Yet he knew he couldn’t do anything about it there. He needed some space. Maybe a few minutes in the bathroom to clear his head and calm his libido. Then he would say good night, and leave. He turned to face Sylvia. She was right in front of him, her body nearly touching his. She looked sweetly up at him.

“Oh, sure…” she said as softly. Gil put the disc and camera down on the table, and went right to the guest bathroom. He locked the door behind him and sat on the toilet lid. He reached in his pants, rubbing his sore member. He closed his eyes, trying to meditate though the pain. He was tempted to try to rub it out, but that didn’t seem right in that place.

Sylvia watched Gil go down the hall. She turned to the coffee table, and picked up the disk. Holding it for a moment, she walked over to the kitchen, her heels clicking on the floor. She needed some relief, she thought, but it was late. It was going to be unlikely she was going to find any of her other partners. She took an open bottle of merlot, and poured herself a glass. She found her eyeglasses, and walked over to the bookcase. She put the glasses on, and found a volume. Taking the book and wine, she went back to the sofa, and sat. She took a long sip of the wine. She marveled at the buttery oak flavor, and how it mellowed her almost instantly. She leaned forward, and opened a drawer on the coffee table. She pulled out a decorative wood box and opened it. Inside was her favorite toy: long, thick, and anatomically correct. Sylvia was very horny now, but she had resigned herself to wait until Gil left before pleasing herself. She put the device under the pillow, replaced the box under the table, took the book, and reclined on the sofa. She hoped reading some math theory would keep her calm until Gil departed.

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Meditating had no effect on Gil. He decided to distract himself. He took his phone, and looked at his texts. Dessa had replied to his earlier group photo of the football party."

"I told u she was not what you expected, but wow...what a costume! I still can't believe that she was a U-T Cheerleader. And, may I say, look at that body!!!"

Dessa sent him a photo in return. It was of Dessa and her friends, and a fourth woman, out on the Las Vegas Strip near an older casino. They looked hot, of course. They had all dressed up in classic retro looks from the 60's. Dessa and Eve's wife, Jocelyn, were dressed in period pencil dresses with pumps and nylons. Bouffant hair styles, dress gloves, jewelry, and thick eyelashes completed the look. Dessa even had a cigarette holder. Gil wondered what she was smoking. Eve, and the other woman wore male suits with collared shits, 4-in-hand ties, and pocket squares. The hats gave them an eerily authentic period look. Eve had a fedora Sinatra might have worn. The other woman, who seemed to have a curvy, athletic figure and large breasts, wore a pork pie hat. Gil smiled at the picture.

Then he paused, and decided to draft another text…to Dessa.

“Hi, babe! How r u guys doing in sin city?” he wrote. He paused for a second, then sent the text.

After a moment he got a response: “Good, baby! We r having fun! Actually back in my room. Grrls wanted to party hard, but I wasn’t in mood. Missing u!!!” Several kiss and heart emojis followed.

Gil was surprised. He figured she would be going crazy, but she was just as lonely. That made him feel better. “Miss u 2!” he texted back. The pain in his crotch began to subside.

“How was the costume party?” she wrote back. “Longhorns got their asses kicked!”

Gil paused for a second. It was an honesty check, though he was sure Dessa wasn’t trying to pry. She was just curious.

“It was OK until Halftime, then party took a wild turn. I’m still here, but about to leave. U were right about how provocative Sylvia is. Freaky weird! Don’t worry, tho…nothing happening with me. Can I call & tell you about it when I get home?”

Gil waited, hoping Dessa wouldn’t be too suspicious. His phone buzzed. “Yeah, sure. I want all the details." Dessa's reply text started. "I have a few details to share, too. Might make for some good phone sex!” She added some heart and wink emojis. Gil smiled. He loved how Dessa could turn an awkward situation for him into a joyful one for both of them. He then heard some heels clicking down the hall towards him.

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Sylvia’s crotch began to itch. She had trimmed her pubic hair before the party, but it was just long enough to irritate the tender skin and folds around it. She normally liked it full shaved, but had grown it out a bit. Now she wanted to be rid of it. She put her book down, and stood. The wine made her loopy for a second. She reached over to the mantle of the fireplace to steady herself. When she collected herself, she headed to her own bathroom off her bedroom. She saw the closed guest bathroom door, and paused. She then rapped softly on the door.

“Gil, are you OK in there, sweetie?” she asked. She wondered if Gil was trying to relieve the tension she had created. She wished Gil would let her do it for him.

“Uh, Yes, I’ll be out in a few minutes!” Gil said with a bit of surprise. He actually now had to pee, more badly than he realized.

“Uh, OK...Good.” Sylvia said, then headed to her bathroom. In the vanity drawer was a small electric trimming razor. Sylvia looked at herself in the mirror. With her hair down, and with the horn-rimmed glasses, she thought she looked like a super-cute, sexy muscle-librarian. She wasn’t normally vain, but she indulged the thought that no man had ever turned down an evening of lovemaking with her before. “Look how sexy I am. I don’t get it!” She whispered to herself. Sylvia was a bit jealous of Gil and Dessa’s love, and she didn’t want to be alone tonight. “Dessa, you are a lucky girl!”

She lifted her massive right leg up on the vanity, and turned it on the razor. It took just a moment to carefully clean off her pubis. She washed the hair down the drain, then admired her work before switching off the light heading back to the living room.

---

Gil heard the footsteps continue down the hall, before dropping his trousers. His unit had a nearly purple pallor, but had softened considerably. As he urinated, he heard a buzzing sound coming from the adjacent bathroom. Gil wondered if Sylvia had taken matters into her own hands and was using an appliance to satisfy herself. Almost as quickly, the sound stopped. As Gil pulled up his pants and cleaned up, he heard her walking back to the living room.

Gil took a deep breath, and headed out to the living room. There he found Sylvia, lounging nude on the sofa with a book and a glass of wine. She had glasses on, which surprised him. Gil admired her body one more time, from her pretty face, along her thick shoulders and arms, to the sweep of her muscular buttocks, thighs, and calves.

Sylvia looked up at him over her glasses, and offered a soft smile.

“Whatcha reading?” Gil asked as he picked up his camera and put it in the bag.

“’Principa Mathematica’, Volume 1.” Sylvia replied in as scholarly a manner as a naked minx could. “Erotica for scientists!”

Gil laughed. He enjoyed Sylvia’s self-deprecating sense of humor. Gil thought she was really special, if a bit eccentric.

Sylvia liked Gil’s smile. His face brightened, and he had the best laugh lines around his eyes. She guessed laughter was a common state of being for Gil, and probably Dessa, too. Sylvia felt a twinge of jealous longing again.

“Well enjoy your reading!” Gil offered, genuinely. “Look, Sylvia, I had a great time. You are a really beautiful, fun, and sexy woman. I liked taking your picture. Had it been a different time, well…” Gil let that hang, unable to complete the thought. He picked up his camera bag, and went to get his coat.

When he came back into the room to say goodbye, He stopped cold. Sylvia had put the wine glass and book down, and stared at him with a passion, determination, and fire he had never seen before, in any person!

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