It sucks a bit, to lose it cheaply like a whore but I decided to do it. I’ve waited too long and I really I’m becoming desperate. “Hi.” Said ...aura as she sat down next to me. “Finally! It’s almost the end of the day.” “Sorry. I was…busy.” “Again…” “Sorry.” She was acting a bit strange lately. Being more quiet than usual but anyway, is her life I didn’t care as I had bigger plans. “So, are you going with me?” “Where? Oh…that.” “Yes! Are you?” “No. I don’t want.” “C’mon!” “No. I’m not. Sometimes I dye them brown though so I can fit in better. Then there's you. You're not that tall. You're also not that short. Sike! You're a dwarf. You're so short. And you're not skinny. You're one of those stout folks who looks like a football come to life. An American football. But don't fret. As I said before, I'm anything but normal. And as I'm saying right now, my interests and desires are unconventional. Unconventional at best. I'm very much into you.We have class together. 6th grade. " A couple hours later we found ourselves in her driveway, each drinking an icy cold, well-earned bottle of beer. I watched as she tilted the bottle towards the blue sky and drank from it. Her deep green eyes, those soft red lips, the cute button nose... she appeared to be a perfect angel in human form to me, standing not as tall as my 5'10" frame and weighing not more than 110, I guessed. Her long wavy hair flowed past those lobes I already longed to nibble, over her shoulders and down her. This time was just a little different. We had always played together when we would play with other swingers. We'd always be in the same room, same house, same hotel, different rooms, but always together. This time my wife would be on her own with a guy I barely knew in a hotel room. My wife took a new job with a different company not long before this event took place. In the job she left, she'd been there for a number of years and had established good working relationships with most of the.