This woman was in her late twenties; I’ll call her Monica. She was a housewife, married to some overweight loser and looking to get fucked by an amb...tious and extremely horny guy like me. I’d had an online relationship with her for about two weeks before we met in person. I’d been looking forward to getting together with her from the first time we chatted online. Somehow I just knew she was going to be awesome in bed. I had to be extra careful what I said because it was her first time cheating,. My legs opened enough to admit a questing hand. My breath caught in my throat as I felt the hand cup itself along my most sensitive spot. I reveled in the feeling of it as lips kissed their way down my body to take the place of the hand. My hand took a fistful of hair so I could guide my partner through the proper technique.I needn't have worried as I felt first light kisses, then an expert tongue hit all the perfect spots. My breathing grew heavy as my excitement built. I needed this release,. Ever since my Steph came out as trans and a hermaphrodite to me, ourrelationship has been closer than ever. Remembering back a few weeksago, it was so cute how shy she got about it. I was so proud when shefinally mustered the courage and I was touched that I was the one shefelt most comfortable with to share this with first. Understandably, sheasked me to keep it secret, she wasn't ready for everyone to know, butshe wanted me to, because..."Oh, well if isn't Stephanie. Come to crash our date. These thoughts were starting to get out of hand. When she’d been comparing the strange men she was hooking up with to her brother ... well, she’d just been using him as a baseline. She may as well have been comparing the man to a randomly-selected New Zealander, or co-worker.But what had happened when she’d played with herself ... It made her uncomfortable.And so for the next few days, Olivia tried very hard not to think about sex. It wasn’t easy; going from picking up every night to not.