Rebecca pulled up to the gates of Garry's mansion, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never been to a place so grand in her entire life. She felt small and out of place in her modest car, surrounded by the lush gardens and imposing architecture.
Taking a deep breath, she pressed the intercom button and announced herself. The gates swung open, and she drove up the winding driveway, her hands shaking on the wheel.
Garry greeted her at the door, a warm smile on his face. "Rebecca, I'm so glad you could make it," he said, taking her coat and leading her into the living room.
Rebecca looked around in awe, taking in the opulent furnishings and priceless artwork. She felt like she was in a museum, not someone's home.
Garry noticed her discomfort and tried to put her at ease. "Can I get you a drink? Or maybe a tour of the house?" he asked.
Rebecca shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm fine," she said, feeling shy and out of place.
Garry sensed her unease and decided to change the subject. "So, tell me about yourself, Rebecca. What are your interests, your hobbies?" he asked.
Rebecca perked up, feeling more comfortable talking about something she knew. "Well, I'm a nurse, so I spend most of my time taking care of patients. But when I'm not working, I love to watch movies. I'm a bit of a film buff, actually," she said, smiling.
Garry's eyes lit up. "Really? I have a friend who's a director, and he just gave me an unreleased film to watch. Would you like to see it with me?" he asked.
Rebecca's eyes widened with excitement. "Yes, I'd love to!" she said.
They settled in on the couch, the room dimly lit by the flickering of the projector. Rebecca became increasingly engrossed in the film, forgetting everything else around her.
But as the movie went on, she felt a growing desperation in her bladder. She tried to ignore it, but it soon became unbearable. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her face contorting in discomfort.
Garry noticed her discomfort and leaned in. "Everything okay, Rebecca?" he asked, a smirk on his face.
Rebecca blushed, embarrassed. "I need to use the bathroom," she admitted.
Garry chuckled. "Can't it wait? The movie's getting good," he said.
Rebecca bit her lip, torn between her desperation and her desire to see the film. She nodded, agreeing to continue watching.
But as the movie went on, her desperation grew. She felt a tingling sensation in her penis, aroused by the intense scenes on the screen. She tried to hide it, but it soon became obvious.
Garry, unable to resist, stared at her with a mischievous grin. Rebecca, embarrassed, grabbed his hand and placed it on her breasts, hoping to distract him.
Garry, taking the hint, started massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples. Rebecca moaned with pleasure, feeling more confident. She started rubbing her penis with both hands, trying to relieve the desperation and arousal.
Garry, watching her movements, took over and started masturbating her penis. Rebecca gasped with pleasure, her body shaking with desire.
They continued to kiss and touch each other, their movements becoming more urgent and passionate. Rebecca, feeling more desperate than ever, begged Garry to take her to the bathroom.
But Garry, enjoying the moment, suggested they continue their play. Rebecca, unable to resist, agreed, giving in to the pleasure and the thrill of the unexpected invitation.
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