We would start out as we are, on Lush, reading stories and sharing comments. Your chat with me would become a little more personal, as you tell me abo...t your life, family, college and your career aspirations. You know that I am married, and can only slip in a little time to chat now and then. You also know that I look at your profile photos and fantasize about what I don't see; and what I would do with you. So we would play at the possibility that I may be the one to help you unlock your sexual. You're my friend. Just because there is a person there that you want to get to know better is no reason to get uptight. Be yourself. You don't want to have her think you are one thing and then find out later that isn't who you are. She is coming off a relationship where that happened and she needs you to be honest with her. Trust me, be yourself." Well okay, but I want to bring something. What do you think I should get?" A small bouquet of flowers for the table would be a nice thought and maybe. Just as I was about to surrender to the rapidly approaching orgasm, I did my usual trick of removing my cunt soaked fingers and slipped my index finger deep inside my anal ring. Three quick thrusts up there and I was wailing like a banshee as my orgasm rocked my world. It was a good job I had the house to myself.I quickly shaved my pussy and powder dried it, although I did feel a little naughty as I lightly applied a little shimmering pink lipstick to my pussy lips just to highlight them a. Our college town was very small, maybe 5,000 inhabitants. There were only 3-4 nightclubs and with most students gone home for the holidays, the bars were vacant as well.Chuck and I went downtown, stopping at a country bar. They actually had live bands on the weekends. Unfortunately this was a weekday. They just played country music from their jukebox. We each got a beer then two then three. After 4-5 beers we were both buzzed. We sat at the bar and this older muscular black guy came and sat.