Having been let down by someone who had promised to give him a lift for a part of his journey south through France, Neil's thoughts turned to the question of what to do next, His trip was one he had decided to make for a spot of nostalgia, but the plan to re-create his first steps on his maiden adventure many years ago as a youth had begun rather disappointingly.

Seeing a truck with English signage, Neil watched as a woman got out of the cab. He decided to speak to her, to see if she could advise him on where people usually stood if they were looking for a lift to the south of the country.

Neil approached the woman, his first words an apology for his intrusion and a confession that he needed help.

Whilst Sarah had opinions on certain matters seen as quite modern, her 'old fashioned' view on the importance of politeness was one she was very protective of. Neil's query had shown him to be someone who appeared to value good manners in the same way as she did and consequently, Sarah found herself offering a total stranger a lift, which came as a surprise to her, as well as Neil.

"We might as well spend the first part of the journey talking about ourselves. I'm Sarah, by the way," the truck driver said.

Neil introduced himself, and he covered his hobbies and passions first of all. He spoke of his love of adventure and travelling and about them being a life-long pleasure. He also mentioned he enjoyed writing, as an escape from a dull job he said he was relieved to be away from for the next month.

Sarah was very interested in what Neil had to say, especially his inclusion of writing in his escapist pleasures.

"What kind of writing do you do?" Sarah asked.

Neil laughed, realising a stranger had given him a lift and honesty might cause him to fail to leave the port area before being thrown out. Despite his misgivings, Neil hated being dishonest for selfish reasons, so he decided to be upfront about his hobby.

"I write erotic fiction. Nothing extreme, just cheeky efforts intended to bring a smile to those interested," Neil explained.

Neil continued what he had to say by telling Sarah his answer hadn't been designed to shock, and it was just the truth, and his writing was something he wasn't ashamed of, He also said that if what he had said had raised a topic Sarah didn't want to be aired again, he understood, but he told her that honesty was important to him and he'd rather tread that path and risk the consequences than live a lie.

Sarah decided her choice to pick up the stranger was the strongest proof of the existence of fate she had ever been shown personally. She knew that Neil didn't realise this, but she felt suddenly driven to give evidence; at the first opportunity, she pulled the truck into a lay-by and took some paperwork out of a side storage area in the door beside her driver's seat.

"This is something I've written based on my fantasies, It's set around my work. I wrote it for reasons I can't talk about at the moment, but I'd always dreamed of meeting someone with the right credentials to read my stories out. If you're curious to find out why I'm sure I've stumbled across the right person for the task, stick around for a while and you just might find out," Sarah said with a mischievous giggle that prompted Neil to join in with it.

Once Sarah had finished speaking, Neil said he would be delighted to travel with her for as long as she felt it was what she wanted. He told her that when it came to the story, she was in charge and that he would try hard to do justice to what she had written. Sarah listened to what Neil had to say in a state of disbelief, as she felt he'd already given her more reasons to trust him with her stories and possibly even bring them to reality than anyone else had ever done previously.

Sarah discovered Neil seemed to know exactly when to change the subject and ease into the usual conversations most people shared getting to know a stranger. This aspect of what was happening made Sarah's mood even more buoyant and she couldn't stop smiling and did not want to.

When Sarah made a stop at a rest area to take a break, she and Neil bought something to eat and drink and were deep in conversation again immediately. Picking her moment, Sarah decided the time had come to talk about the rest of the day and her plans for it.

"I thought we'd make some progress on the motorway and then call it a night by early evening. If I feel the same way then, I'll ask you to read out part of my story to me. I'll probably get rather horny when I'm listening and will certainly be getting something out of my secret hiding place to help, I might even ask for your assistance with that, we'll see how it goes," Sarah said with a giggle and a cheeky grin.

Neil told Sarah he liked the sound of her plan and that he hoped his reading did Sarah's story justice, however, he was asked to bring it to life.

"You wouldn't be sat where you are and being given the job unless I felt confident you'll be a star; I know potential when I see it, Neil, so believe in yourself, and it will be worth it." Sarah said with a smile of suggestive playfulness,

Sarah's agenda having been set, Neil found himself answering questions about why he had decided to return to the South of France for his nostalgia fix, as opposed to somewhere more exotic or unusual he had travelled to previously. Instead, Neil said he had enjoyed some good times in the area and that people always mattered more to him than sights.

"I've got the future of France in your good books, it seems," Sarah said, filling the cab with laughter once more with her comment.

Once Sarah had finished driving for the day, she parked in the designated area for trucks and went to get some supplies from the shops she used regularly at this particular facility. On Sarah's return, she and Neil ate, and Sarah also explained what she saw happening next.

"You'll read part of my story. If I need you to stop, I'll raise my hand, or just say, 'Stop reading, please'. If I want you to help me with anything else, I'll let you know, and you can tell me if it sounds good to you or not. Some of what's in the story is rather heavy further on in it, but you'll only have to deal with the good stuff and a very horny one-woman audience today. Does that sound OK?" Sarah asked.

Neil nodded to confirm he understood everything and had no issues with what he had heard. After that, Sarah changed into some sexy underwear, laid back down on the seat that reclined into a bed, and told Neil to consider getting naked to read the story to her.

"No problem. Sarah," Neil said in response to the suggestion made, and he complied with the dress code with minimal delay.

Sarah felt relaxed yet horny when she was ready for Neil to begin reading. She smiled when Neil recognised her 'start reading' signal and then listened to him deliver the introduction and scene-setting elements to what she had written.

Even before Neil had read more than a handful of paragraphs, Sarah knew he was perfect for the storyteller role she had chosen for him. His pace of reading was right, he knew when to pause and emphasise and he seemed to realise instinctively if a little more eye contact with her was what she desired.

When Neil read out a passage describing a deep, slow kiss and a gentle massage that dwelt beautifully on her shoulders for an age, before slipping onto her breasts and erect nipples, Sarah thought it sounded perfect. She wanted to enjoy the pictures the words had put into her mind, and she had no doubts about how they could be even more special.

"Will you massage my body in the way you've just described it, please, Neil," Sarah asked.

Sarah found her story being brought to life by Neil's touch even better than she had dared hope it would be, He was gentle and slow to begin with and only increased the pressure and tempo after lingering on each phase. Sarah not only found herself becoming happily aroused, but she was also free from any doubts that may have remained about asking Neil to bring his touch to the party, as well as his reading skills.

Sarah savoured this first moment of having her story becoming a reality in a dreamy state, She wanted to feel Neil's fingertips on her and dwell there indefinitely, but at the same time, she knew asking him to read on would bring new excitement on top of that she was already enjoying. The battle of wills was finally won by the 'continue reading' camp, Sarah's nod to Neil was acknowledged and it was acted upon with a smile.

Neil read out the phase of Sarah's story detailing the stranger's touch and kisses falling on her waiting breasts and aroused nipples, and Sarah was soon willing what she had written to reach a suitable point to ask him to stop and replay it all in reality. She waited until she knew the kisses would move in the story and then signaled for the reading to pause almost impatiently.

Sarah had enjoyed the attention of Neil's lips and fingertips on her breasts and nipples with just her imagination and feeling this happen for real was breathtaking. Unhurried and with a slow build-up in intensity, Sarah sighed, made noises, and giggled to show her delight, before, once again, deciding when the anticipation of what was next outshone the pleasure of continuing with the scene.

Sarah listened to Neil's voice and looked into his eyes, as he detailed the slow descent of the stranger's kisses down her charged body. She loved this and so too the rising excitement that bathed her in erotic tides inside her. Sarah wanted to see the pictures in her mind and hear the description from Neil, but her body was now focused on the reality to follow in the most beautiful of ways.

On Sarah's signal, Neil re-commenced reading and he spoke of the stranger's lips and tongue reaching the point where she could feel his breath on her pulsating wetness and picture herself using her fingers to allow him all the room he needed to let his lips and his flicking and swirling tongue do whatever they wanted.

As soon as she heard the words Neil had read out to her, Sarah eased her fingers inside her body to recreate the story. As she did so, Sarah sensed her body beginning to burn, twitch, and feel weightless.

"No more reading, Neil, please, just do it!" Sarah said.

Sarah felt Neil's tongue and kisses slip between her lips and excite her gorged clit. It wasn't a new pleasure for her, but the context of this version of it had already blown every previous experience out of the water, The stranger was Neil, Neil was the stranger and his sweet work inside her body kissed, licked, and sucked her now writhing body into the void of spectacular climax.

"Shit, yes!" Sarah bellowed as her mind was sent spinning, and she felt as if the raging joy of release would tear her apart. Neil stayed focused as Sarah shrieked with pleasure, her gorged clit now being sucked and kissed frantically. Sarah was in the grip of something she could scarcely comprehend, and Neil was committed to making these moments as special for her as his abilities, stamina, and determination would allow.

A fresh sound spilled from Sarah's mouth to welcome each sensation and surge that rocked her body. This was so much more than something throwaway to satisfy erotic hunger, This was her entire existence being given a chance to flourish, rather than treading water and going nowhere, as it had seemed to have done for so long.

Neil felt energised by Sarah's clear encouragement to do his best and better, and he did. He read her body like they had been lovers for a lifetime, but also put her at the center of everything as if they had just met.

Sarah's cheeks were stained with tears of joy, her body was gleaming with perspiration, her heart thumped and raced in ecstasy, and Neil just put his whole being into prolonging and intensifying her climax.

Neil was alert to any signs Sarah needed him to back off or pause his work, but the fire seen in Sarah's eyes told him this was not what she wanted. Sarah craved everything Neil had to give, and the man who she always thought would be a fictional character called 'the stranger' had proved himself to be so much more than that already.

Sarah's wonderful climax rolled on and on, and it was only when she put a hand up to tell Neil to rise from her that she could descend from her erotic peak and savour the new pleasure of a slow climb back down to reality Sarah enjoyed the gradual easing of her excitement wrapped in Neil's arms in a timeless embrace.

Neil and Sarah fell to sleep in each other's arms and slept soundly and dreamt beautifully. Progress needed to be made on the journey, but Sarah awoke with other ideas.

Once he was awake, Neil was sent to buy coffee from a nearby vending machine and told to expect a surprise on his return. Neil wasted no time on setting out to do his task, but trying to guess what Sarah might be planning was something he decided to set aside.

When Neil returned to the truck, he put the coffee he had bought down and knocked on the driver's door, whilst announcing his identity in a loud voice. The windows of the truck were covered with curtains, so Sarah had relied on this to know her special adventurer had returned. After drinking the coffee, Neil and Sarah shared a long embrace and then Sarah retrieved her vibrator from its storage.

"Storytime, Neil!" Sarah announced loudly.

***

Sarah smiled at Neil as she lay down on the reclined driver's seat of her truck and fired up her vibrator. Before he returned to reading, however, Neil decided to say something he felt was very important.

"Promise me you won't be worried about me missing out whenever you're doing what you feel you need to, Sarah. We're in this together, and I'll be as excited as you are if this turns out as you hope," Neil said, holding Sarah's hand as he spoke.

Sarah listened to Neil's words. It was as if he had read her mind and put it at ease in an instant. She knew finding the right words might be a struggle at this point, so she kissed him on the lips and squeezed his hand with her own instead.

Once Sarah began to use her toy, Neil placed a hand on her body and waited for the signal to read again, By the time she nodded to Neil, Sarah had already spent some time arousing herself and she was more than ready to hear the next segment.

"When she felt the flicker of his tongue inside her, she enjoyed a wildfire of pleasure gathering from within, The joy of his lips pursing on her gorged clit was heaven itself, and his eagerness to make this something special for her was clear in every movement he made," Neil said.

Deeply aroused, Sarah made it clear she wanted to hear more immediately and that the story need not be paused further until the chapter had been completed. Neil obliged with a smile, although it wasn't as big as the one on the face of the woman beside him.

"Take me there, Neil," Sarah said as she worked inside her aroused body.

"She sighed, moaned, giggled, and squirmed as his kisses and circling tongue brought erotic havoc. She wanted Neil to be deep, firm, and frantic with his work now. Mercifully, he did not disappoint. He plunged, sucked, and swirled inside her as she began to twitch and writhe. The energy of her arousal was now at crisis level, and it ignited into a climax that tore through her to a scream of delight that was almost frightening."

Neil's words synchronised perfectly with the onset of Sarah's climax, which bore all of the elements he had described as it took hold. Sarah knew hearing about something that was happening to her was extraordinary, a word she would have used to describe Neil's part in her climax too.

In the immediate aftermath of Sarah's deliverance, Neil just held her in his arms and looked at her as she took a short nap. Neil knew Sarah would be pleased by how things had gone and he felt very comfortable with his efforts in the part he had been asked to play.

When Sarah woke from her short sleep, she and Neil drove to a nearby facility set aside for truck drivers. There was no problem with Sarah's passenger using the facility once she'd cleared this with the staff, and there were plenty of smiles shared walking back to the truck once they had finished the break in their journey.

Once she had returned to her vehicle, Sarah left again a short time later, explaining to Neil she had some organising to do. Neil wasn't sure how long Sarah was absent, but when she came back, he found out she had been very busy indeed.

"I've made a few changes to the schedule of this trip and called in a few favours too," Sarah explained to Neil with a smile.

Neil could see that whatever the details of the alterations were, they had made Sarah very happy. He knew Sarah was itching to tell him more, too, and she did.

"I've bought us some more time, so the trip south doesn't have deadlines to spoil it any longer. I'm very pleased indeed about the changes and I always make a point of celebrating when something good happens. I thought about sending you out for a cake, but I've woken up horny after last night, and this means I've come up with a better idea," Sarah explained.

As the last words she had to say came from Sarah's mouth, she passed Neil the copy of her story and told him to prepare to read.

Neil sensed this wasn't a time for questions and once Sarah had made sure her makeshift curtains had shut away the outside world, she relaxed on the reclined driver's seat and gave Neil the nod to say he should start reading.

Sarah's story placed her in a scene almost identical to the one she and Neil were in at that moment. Once he had begun to read, it didn't take Neil long to realise this either. In the story, Sarah had directed the stranger to kiss her and undress her slowly, and once he had read this out loud, Neil got the signal to stop reading and do exactly what he had described to his eager audience.

Bringing her story to life in the current manner felt wonderful to Sarah and made her reflect again on the joy of finding someone like Neil to do it. She loved to think about what was coming next, hear about it, and then feel everything. It was the perfect trio, and she loved it. Dwelling on each new element of the story allowed Sarah to drift into a wonderful state of pure erotic escapism. She did this with laughter and periods looking at Neil as he read and a familiarity with her story that meant she could make any adjustments to it she felt necessary.

The story, when written, had seen the stranger directed to use the vibrator Sarah carried on her trips to brighten her mood.

Just before Neil read this out, Sarah gave the signal for him to stop. He did so and then listened to Sarah's amendment she felt she had needed to make.

"Your fingers, not my vibe, please, Neil," Sarah said with a mischievous giggle.

Understanding what Sarah meant immediately, Neil adjusted what he had been preparing to describe and made it the stranger's fingers, not a toy, that featured in what he said next. So much of what Neil had brought to the previous day had been special, but the way he incorporated the change so seamlessly blew Sarah's mind.

With his fingers caressing her body and slipping slowly down it, Neil allowed Sarah to enjoy this pleasure for some time. It was only when his massage was close to Sarah's aroused wetness she got Neil to pause with the story, which he did to a sound of devilish amusement from Sarah.

Sarah felt deeply aroused by the anticipation of welcoming Neil's touch inside her and hearing about it in his reading of the story, She also had one favour to ask she felt wouldn't cause any problems.

" Just read up to fingers slipping in and then concentrate on doing it, Neil," Sarah said.

Neil followed the instructions he had been given. Once he had reached the end of his reading duties, he squeezed his body against Sarah's on her reclined driver's seat and slowly slid his touch inside her.

The pleasure Sarah began to enjoy was one she was used to, whether through arousing herself or when others had been responsible. This time, however, the fingers that massaged and excited her were part of something special and meaningful, and the sensations were unlike any she had felt through similar play before.

It was only after enjoying a period of slow, gentle attention that Sarah told Neil to increase his tempo and pressure. He did so to a deep, long moan of contentment from Sarah's lips as she began to feel a familiar and welcome heat increasing inside her body.

" This is criminally underrated," Sarah shouted out as she began to thrust onto Neil's fingers, igniting her body into the climax she craved so much.

Neil continued with his erotic massage, eager to make everything as sweet for Sarah as he could. Sarah knew she had woken up horny, but she was still happily amazed by the intensity of her morning dip into mischief.

Sarah understood it was everything around the massage that had made her have such a beautiful release, although Neil's efforts were something she realised she would treasure even more than any expert touch she had enjoyed previously. It had been special, and in a way that she felt maybe only she and Neil could appreciate properly.

Once Sarah had enjoyed a beautiful period of afterglow, she rose to her feet and told Neil to get ready to be her hitchhiking passenger again. A short drive in the truck brought the pair to a facility Sarah used regularly at work, so much so, that some of the people who worked there had made the transition from familiar faces into friends.

After a shower and change of clothes, Sarah and Neil returned to the truck, although Neil soon found himself alone inside once Sarah had set off to do a few tasks she knew needed to be done.

"I'll call out when I'm back, so you'll know it's me. There are a few drivers who think they're responsible for my virtue who stop here, and I wouldn't want you opening the door to anyone who might get in the way of the fun I have planned," Sarah said as she closed the driver's door to the truck behind her.

Sarah returned from her organising duties having been very successful with them. She couldn't wait to share her news with Neil, and she started her update whilst she was still climbing into the truck's cab.

Sarah began what she had to say by explaining the customer for the load she was delivering had called her almost as soon as she had walked away from the cab. She told Neil her customer had called her to say a delay in the delivery of his goods would, in truth, help him out, and he wanted Sarah to take her time unless she had other deadlines to meet. Sarah told Neil she had made it clear the offer to take all the time she wanted to reach her destination was one she intended to take up.

The next part of the news around her absence saw Sarah explaining she had visited the facility's motel and spoken to a woman who worked there who had become a good friend after they had recognised each other during one of Sarah's frequent stops at the location.

"My friend, Claudette, has arranged for us to use one of the motel's rooms for the night, and she told me anything we want or need as extras is her treat. She has only asked for a small favour in return for her generosity, and I couldn't stop laughing when she told me about it," Sarah explained.

Neil listened to Sarah's explanation of the favour in disbelief. Another of Claudette's regulars was a salesman for a company that made sex toys, and he had left a supply of 'goody bags' containing the factory's new range.

"The salesman told Claudette to hand the bags out to people she knew, on the condition they submitted an honest review on a website. She had already intended to give me a goody bag the next time I saw her, but when I explained I had some company on this trip who might help me to try everything out, she looked as pleased as I am about it," Sarah said with a grin of absolute mischief.

Sarah knew once it was story time again, things might get very busy indeed. What she also realised was that what she knew was in store, reading and listening-wise, suggested something needed to be ironed out. Despite the need to clarify matters, it was a source of laughter, not worry, when she spoke about it.

"Just my luck to get a bagful of toys on the day my story has you fucking me for real, Neil, Yes, you are the stranger of my dreams, although you can still use 'the stranger' reading for me, even if I know it's you and you're the picture of 'the stranger' inside my head," Sarah said with a grin.

Sarah's way of breaking the news of developments was something Neil knew he would never forget, however much time had passed when he thought about this period in his life in the future. It had been a dramatic return Sarah had made to the truck, and because she and Neil felt they might need the energy offered by food, they ate.

By early evening, Sarah and Neil had freshened up, dressed, and walked over to the motel. Claudette greeted them warmly and she could see by Sarah's smiles towards him that Neil had stepped into the shoes of the Mr. Fun she had been seeking perfectly.

A motel room on a French motorway has its limitations when trying to make it look special, but the efforts Claudette had gone to in her quest to achieve this were outstanding. The flowers, virgin bedding, spotlessly clean and fresh room and in the centre of the double bed, the 'goody bag' whose contents were up for review.

"Claudette, I salute you," Neil said, prompting Sarah to emphasise the words by imitating them with a hand against her head.

After a drink of water, Sarah slipped out of her clothes, whilst leaving her bra and briefs on. She liked the idea of Neil removing her underwear, whether as a part of the story or not, and she told Neil to keep his on for similar reasons.

Before directing him to begin reading, Sarah explained to Neil that a bagful of toys to test might be fun, but she might call upon him to step in at any time.

"You get to fuck me tonight and as soon as I see that in my head, there's a very good chance the toy review might not be as extensive as planned," Sarah explained.

Sarah's comment had reminded Neil of something else about her he loved.

"Never change the way you explain everything, Sarah," Neil said, before watching her choose a toy from the bag and prepare its settings for when it was required.

Neil read out the latest scene-setting paragraphs of the story whilst looking at Sarah. She was smiling, listening, and happy and also already aroused.

In the story, Sarah had asked the stranger to massage her shoulders and ease her out of her bra. Neil reached this point after reading the detailed description of it and then did the same in reality, in the slow, gentle way everything had been described.

When Sarah's story saw her ease her vibrator inside her knickers and spend a while feeling it against her, she did just that. She dwelt on this phase for some time, before issuing a request for Neil to return to reading. Neil followed the instructions he had been given immediately

"Her eager clit was already waiting impatiently to welcome the toy, and it did so to a peel of laughter. He could see the delight in her eyes at the new sensation, and he watched as she kept the vibrator still against her delighted wetness. He knew she wanted to linger on this and so he allowed her to do so. In delight, Sarah looked upwards, giving silent thanks to whoever, or whatever, had steered her along this path," Neil read out.

Sarah lifted a finger to her lips at this point. She knew she would be being eased from her knickers next and she just wanted to have the joy of anticipating this for a moment.

"Take my knickers off now, please, Neil," Sarah asked once she was ready. The feeling of him rolling them over her hips, buttocks, thighs, and lower legs was deliciously wonderful.

Neil read out the description of what he had done next, before moving to the moment Sarah had asked the stranger to work with the vibrator more intensely than he had done before. Free from undressing duty, Neil did as the story had suggested he should until Sarah let out a giggle and signaled the need for a pause.

With the moment's break to draw back having been taken wisely, Sarah; enjoyed a period of calm reflection. When she indicated she was ready to resume, Sarah listened to Neil describing her looking at the outline of a cock inside the stranger's briefs and her demands made to let her undress him.

As soon as Neil reached this point, he knew he should pause, and he immediately felt Sarah pulling his briefs down as if her life depended on it.

Sarah was deeply aroused by the combination of hearing her story's words and the reality it had prompted. There was a little more build-up in the story, which might have brought an even more electric intensity for Sarah, but she had made her decision, and so she removed the vibrator and took the story out of Neil's hand with a cry of laughter.

"Just fuck me, Neil, I need it!" Sarah said, with an authority unmistakable in the tone of her delivery.

Expertise? Timing? Power? Extent? Sarah knew all of this was irrelevant. All that Neil could muster was what she craved and just the feeling of his cock inside her with her muscles tightening around it was enough to send Sarah's body into climax.

The force behind the moment Sarah's body was gripped sent a scream from her lips. As it rang out, her body twisted with euphoria, as she felt Neil's cock send his treasured release inside her.

If Sarah's onset of climax had felt spectacular, this was nothing to the level it rose to, once she had felt Neil's cum explode inside her. It was a breathtaking experience for both of them, and it proved to Sarah that whatever made something the best could have many different reasons for making it so.

Sarah knew Neil was focused entirely on what he could do to make her climax special and this thought alone ensured that it was. The barrage of sensual energy wreaking its havoc repeatedly was utterly wonderful, and the muscles she used to squeeze upon him did so with a power Sarah hadn't even known she possessed.

Sarah coaxed Neil's cock into a period of productivity that was beyond expectations. It wasn't headline news level, by any means, or yardstick, but it was everything he had to give, and that, in itself, excited and delighted Sarah to new heights.

Once no more could be done in the manner it had been, Neil slid his fingers inside Sarah to ensure she wasn't working alone when trying to spin out her pleasure for as long as possible. It was a decision Sarah appreciated and one she felt said so much about the stranger who would never feel like one ever again.

Neil's resumed massage and Sarah's happiness combined to keep the climax rolling on wonderfully. The touch inside her fell just where it needed to, and the intensity was spot on. Perfect? Impossible to say, but closer to it than Sarah had dared to dream might be the case.

Despite the continued waves of her climax, Sarah eased Neil's fingers out of her body and gestured to him to suggest she wanted to be held tightly and kissed to enjoy the remainder of her pleasure. Neil was delighted to follow the direction and he felt as happy to share this aspect of what was happening as any other part of it.

Neil's willingness to simply hold her? Yet another addition to any list Sarah might have compiled of what had made this so outstanding. Knowing if she had rolled over and said, 'Get me drink, please,' would it have been done just as readily? Unforgettable.

After sleeping for a while, Neil and Sarah woke to the reality of showers, a need for food, and the realisation Sarah could only write a review for one of the toys Claudette had supplied. The last of these issues wasn't something Sarah felt too guilty about, especially when she realised she would probably be horny again soon. Despite her lack of guilt, Sarah did make a mental note to catch up with the task set once she and Neil felt ready again. That wouldn't take long to happen.