As I climbed the stairs, my heart was pounding - the whole house was in absolute darkness, I was nervous inside a stranger's home, and I had no clue i... this was legit, although everything seemed to be the way I'd been told it would be. The door I was supposed to go through was ajar, and I slowly pushed it open and looked inside. What I saw was incredible - a TV was on in the corner, no sound, playing hardcore porn - I could see a large dick funding a red raw pussy - there was a guy sitting. ”“Did you try dating? I can’t believe some guy nearer your age hasn’t been interested.”“Oh,” she sighed, “I was asked out a few times, but I only went out with one guy. He took me to dinner, but it just felt ... wrong. I didn’t want to go down that road again. I would have felt like I was cheating on David.”“But ... what about last night? What about all this?” I gestured her way, meaning her being here nude with me. I was puzzled.“Well, when I saw Diane’s ad, my sister-in-law told me to go for. Our second date was a little more fun, I wore a skirt and top, went to the same place as before but we held hands on the way and kissed a little, after the meal we lay together kissing with his hand on my boob or slipping up my skirt feeling my bum through my knickers but kept having to stop as there were too many people hiding in bushes, walking around tossing balls at each other and the occasional screaming k** but on the way back I lifted my top and showed him what I had to offer and we. “It seems as though most of the stories you read on this site had a spanking theme,” he gestured to the screen again. “Is that something that… interests you, Carla?”. Dave looked at me with a raised eyebrow. Oh god, he was so good looking, and we had a great sex life but it was kind of… straight. How could I tell him that although I found him incredibly attractive and fully enjoyed making love with him, when I fantasized it was about something a bit different. “Ummm, well, you know, I…” my.