She placed a hand on my knee. “Glad you like it”, she said as she started to undo her blouse. “Do you like me though’?How could I resist her...and as her cleavage became more revealing, I could feel myself stirring. Kate removed her belt and undid the remainder of the buttons. She opened her blouse out to reveal her large breasts tucked into a white bra. I leaned forward to her and slipped the blouse off her shoulders, her hair dr****g down her pale skin framing her beauty. We kissed for a. "I guess I'll tell her I was raped. She'll get a kick out of that and tellme it serves my pansy ass right for flitting around like a fairy. It'sstrange, I always wondered what it would be like to give a blowjob but, notface fucked by a bunch of guys. Actually, as I look back at the experienceit satisfied a desire to be humiliated and I kind of enjoyed it in a strangeway. Being beat up wasn't part of it. I'd rather it be more of an enjoyableexperience. Let's get me back to my car so I can get on. "Weird, having the same dream two nights in a row", he said to himself as he walked to bathroom to relieve himself. After a good shower, he headed down to the kitchen to fix himself breakfast. As he stood at the stove, frying an egg, he looked out of the window on the wall beside him, having seen headlights. His new neighbor, an attractive brunette, was getting out of a cab. From the state of her hair and the short dress she wore, it was obvious that she'd just come from a hookup. "Lucky guy",. .Now, I was 18. I was a normal teenager fantasizing about teenage girls, and I had never looked at Mrs Jones twice. She was just a friend's mother, but she had never appeared before me in black underwear. As she led me through the back door, I couldn't help thinking "FUCK! I've just nearly seen Mike's mum's tits! The black lace of the bra against her white tits actually gave me a stiffy I hadn't expected. I was 18. I wasn't into older women, or so I thought.I got a Coke from the fridge and she.