Slipped a finger inside her then felt herself being stretched wider by what she at first thought must be a second finger but suddenly realized was act...ally his cock. A. had taken her anal cherry before she even realized it. The prick slid into her slowly and smoothly. There was no pain, only a feeling of warmth and fullness in her belly. The sliding stopped. "More, more," Kate begged, "I can take more." "I'm all the way in." A. whispered in reply. As proof, his balls were pressed firm. It also informed her that Ivan and Anya, not to mention Leon, would be in town for dinner tonight. I had no idea what their mood or condition would be. I was giving her a heads up.I left the Billy Ames thing totally up to Jennifer. Eve and I went for a bike ride into the really classy housing section of town. I had no desire to live on one of the quiet, tree lined streets, but they did make a nice place to ride a bike. We must not have been too bad a sight for the old fogies, and their lawn. Kathy answered the unasked question for me. "Well I guess I better call my husband now. I'll talk to you tomorrow."After her summary dismissal I dressed and went back to my room. I spent the next hour reviewing what had just happened. The sex with Kathy was great but I wasn't comfortable with the whole idea of her telling her husband about her sex with other men. The whole concept was new to me. After a while I thought about calling Lisa, but somehow I just didn't feel like talking to her right. Then you lean in and ask me if the stories are based on actual experience. I tell you that they are fiction but that I love to do everything I write about in them. You look at me and then lightly and quickly run your hand on my thigh so that no one notices. More jokes are being told and you are making more and more comments. You lean in and quietly tell me you want to see if I can live up to a story I have written. I laugh and tell you that I can. You look at me with a serious look on your face.