I woke up early when the mist was still rising from the swimming pool outside my bedroom door.

I had slept early last night. Being in this large house alone

is not an easy thing, and it usually gets so dark so quickly. I was restraining myself,

since I know there was no way I wasn't going to get fucked if I should go to any party in the state I'm constantly in now.

Horny.

I decided I'd go for a little swim, just to get myself fully awake and ready to start the day.

I got out of bed in my long, sheer nightgown, pulled open the sliding glass door, and walked out onto the patio.

It was a beautiful morning. A glorious day to spend money. I thought I might go to some ritzie

stores on the island. After all, what was the use of having money if you didn't spend it? And spending money was the

second thing I was very good at. I strode to the side of the pool and dipped my foot into the

water. Ah, just right. I reached down to the hem of my gown and lifted it over my head. I was nude underneath. For a moment,

I studied my naked reflection in the glass door. I love looking at my lush, overripe body,

big hips, tiny waist, and large breasts. I lifted my breasts and examined the large, round nipples.

Even when I handle my boobs, I could begin to feel the juices flow between my thighs.

My hands massaged my flat little tummy, then wandered down to the little triangle of bald patch below. My hands

smoothed over my pubis. Then one little finger slipped in between my pussy lips.

Ah, I was wet and dripping, and so early in the morning. Alas, my poor, hardworking husband wasn't there to service me.

Oh, well, I thought. Someone has to make the money. I walked over to the shallow side of the pool

and sat down beside it, my long legs dipping into the water. I thought I should take a swim,

but I didn't think I could swim a stroke

without getting a few strokes up my snatch.

Goodness, this yearning for a nice big cock is driving me crazy.

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