In any event, she did not know that I was home, that I was out of sight on the couch, and that I was merely fifteen feet away.My wife said, “Welcome...home sexy girl. What did you do with my three pounds of carrots? I was planning on using them to make a raison carrot salad. Go get them.”Ingrid said, “Can’t! I used them.”My wife laughed and said, “I know that! Now go get them. I’ll wash them off, peel them, and feed them back to you. Hey, you get to eat your sex toys. How wonderful is. I frequent the Campus bowling ally a lot and always saw a beautiful woman. I didn't quite know her name, but she had my eye. We'd stare at each other and doze off like we weren't secretly eyeing eachother. One day she walked up to me. We spoke for a little and I found out her name was Brittany. She told me to come to her party this weekend, I agreed to stop by and see what was going on.So, I went to the party at her home. (Mind you this is first time I ever engaged in such activites). Brittany. Her breasts are bigger than mine.I stop and look at her, she is beautiful. Why didn't we ever get together like this before? It feels so right, so sexy. Our embrace sends tingles all over my body. I kiss her again, deeper and more passionate this time. Our hips push into each other, grinding back and forth. Our breathing gets heavier and faster.I pull her tank top off over her head. She isn't wearing a bra. Her breasts are beautiful, her nipples are so hard. I roll one between my fingers,. “Is that what you did?”“Um, no, but I…” She can’t seem to find words.“Do you want me to stop?” I begin to ruck her shirttail up from her jeans, inch by inch, under her jacket.“I don’t know.”I lean in and give her a slow, gentle kiss between hereyes. “I love you,” I breathe, and my breath on herskin gives her visible goose bumps. “I need you,” Isay, and kiss her left cheek. “I dream about you.