"Of course you can!" I said as she led me up the stairs to the champagne room.She wasted no time with my zipper and pulled my cock out and seeing that...she was only in her stripper outfit, (seeing that I'm sure you don't call them bikinis when you're not swimming in them, um lets see; a teddy ... no, a g string ... no, a thong ... um, lingerie ... well fuck it, you know what a stripper wears!) she pulled her panties to the side and she slid down onto my steel shaft and started riding for dear. All of a sudden, the sky opened up and a torrential downpour came. We did not even have time to dry off and didn't want to run in the house soaking wet, so we all stripped from our swimming suits on the patio, grabbed a towel and dried off in the house. Things were so casual, that we just hung out with the towels wrapped around us. I played some music and headed to the kitchen to make around round of drinks. When I returned, they were dancing. I joined them and we were all dancing like three. I inclined my head, asking if she wanted me to join her. She nodded and I stopped feeding the slot and headed her way."Hello, my name is Dan, Dan Helton." Julia Boucher (she pronounced it boo-SHAY)." Do you feel like getting something to eat?"She nodded again. "That would be nice."We headed over to one of the restaurants that had a basic American theme. After getting seated and ordering drinks I asked again, "Do you want to talk about it?"She glared and said "No, I don't." Then what would you. I am always a bit lusty and horny! I easily get stiff erections ! While chatting, at times, I used to mention how it gets frustrating at times and how helpless I feel without anyone, especially since my break-up. She would generally suggest different hobbies and other remedies and all.Finally one day she confronted me and forced me to tell her what the matter was. I told her how I felt horny at times and how I would masturbate to her at times and I complemented her figure.I told her.