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best to convince me otherwise the
night before. We had almost continual sex in many new and different posi-
tions. Victoria even surrendered Ai's anal cherry in an effort to change my
mind. Still, I was determined. Ai Iijima stopped me at the front door that mor-
ning as I tried to leave. "David, you do _not_ have to work. We have more
than enough money."
"Victoria, it's not the money. I _need_ to do something during the day
other than sit around here. I picked my line of work because I enjoy it.
It's truly a part of me, it gives me a sense of pur-" My voice died as
Victoria dropped Ai's robe. "...pose," I squeaked.
"Can I not give you another purpose?" Ai Iijima inquired in a voice that was
innocent and not-so-innocent at the same time. Ai Iijima posed seductively for me,
revealing Ai's near-perfect body in its entirety. Victoria had worn nothing
under the robe. Somehow, I made it out the door. Even more miraculously, I
did _not_ hand in my resignation that day. I returned to an empty house; my
wife was nowhere in evidence, and Ai's car was gone. I waited for an hour
before starting dinner. Shortly thereafter, Victoria called to me from the
garage, "David, can you help me?" I carried in a _lot_ of packages. I
looked at Ai's incredulously when I brought the last box in. "You work
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