I have always found her nervous, self-conscious, mousy personality a very endearing. Women like that have always been so sexually mysterious to me.My ...uriosity and imagination have teamed up to construct elaborate sexual fantasies about her for months. It is now impossible for me to ignore her large tits, thick thighs, and round and what I assume is a satisfyingly pillowy ass. She is voluptuous and hides it well most of the time. I think about her when I masturbate. I think about her lips. I. As I got to my car and opened the door, the clerk climbed into the passenger seat, explained to me that the events had only begun and I was going to another party to be the center of attention there, and I was only to put on my shirt for the ride.I started to object, but decided to take another chance. I had enjoyed the event so far and my cock still was needing it's own attention. I put the car in drive and pulled out, following the directions the clerk gave while my head spun with thoughts. ” I hate the thought of the struggle she must be going through as her desire, her long suppressed lust, pushes against her traditional Southern upbringing. Little white Episcopal choir girls are pretty heavily indoctrinated it seems.She's so totally convinced that if she actually violated her three months old wedding vows her marriage, indeed her whole life would be over. She'd never be able to look at her family or friends again. How could I help her get over all that baggage?“Don't think like. "You too, although you should show that figure from time to time, especially if you're worried about a silly lady like me stealing your man. He is cute." I think so. Lucky for me he still looks in the mirror and sees the shy nerd who never dreamed of getting laid." So you're his first?" Not quite. I stole him from his high school sweetheart." Shame on you," said Devi, smiling."Yeah, our bands shared a gig..." You're a musician?" Not anymore. I screamed not quite in key. The drummer and bass.