She raised her hands and spoke a few arcane words. Her gloved arms glowed a shiny purple as she concentrated on the spell. Within seconds, an azure arc of light grew into a large bubble around them before dissipating into nothing.“There. Now no one can see or hear us unless they're within ten meters.”James grinned as they began walking again. Mistress was as cunning as she was beautiful. He studied her luscious, shiny curves up and down. There still wasn't a bead of moisture to be seen on her. Not on her fair skin or flowing black hair. Her face and the front of her neck were the only bits of her body not covered in gleaming rubber, yet she looked fresh as a daisy.“How do you do that???”“What? Magic?”“Stay cool in the middle of a freakin desert! I suppose that's magic too?”She giggled. “It's another technique. A spell of sorts. Temperature regulation is elementary to us.”“I don't doubt it. The only time I've seen you sweat is during our marathon sessions.”“Of course. I mean, I could. “We have to be open about everything,” I smiled as she took a huge gulp, “I will put the other two bottles in the refrigerator for you.”The following day, I had been at the office, supervising the installation of some equipment and when I returned home at around three o’clock, Christy was in the kitchen; we kissed and she took my hand.“Steve, I have a confession to make.”“What’s wrong, babe?” I asked.“Greg came over at lunchtime to bring you some invoices,” Christy said in a soft tone, “We went to bed and had sex; I am so sorry Steve, I just needed a fuck.”I kissed and hugged her, “Christy, there is no need to be sorry; you can have sex with Greg whenever you want, babe.”“But it is your week,” Christy shouted.“I don’t care babe, if you need sex, then I have no problem with it.”“Even on the weeks that I live with you?”“Yes, even in those weeks, fuck him if you need it, babe Did you drink him as well?”“Yes Steve, twice and he brought three bottles; they are in the refrigerator.”“Okay.
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