” I said. Denny has been living next door for about two years and he is divorced. At that time he was about 34 or so and real nice looking, with s...ort black hair and a goatee with blue eyes and a great body and a real ladies man. I had a little crush on him since he moved in and he secretly was a fantasy of mine sometimes when I was dressed up. And now here he was in the kitchen with me… Denny apologized for barging in without knocking and after a few minutes of talking I think we both got. My imagination went back to the feeling of that huge erect cock filling me up as he fucked me hard that day in the sauna, our sweat mixing and our juices mingling as he thrust into me again and again satisfying my urges and temptations. We switched positions as he sat down on the sauna bench and I climbed on top of his thighs in cow girl, raised my butt and took in his cock into my pussy as I rode him wave upon wave with his strong hands holding me under my butt as I pulsed up and down, his. "Yes Sir," I said.We compared the two telephone calls I had received on the walk over to Becky's house. Greg was sticking by me, interested in how I was holding up while Mr. Avella was abandoning me. "You're lucky to have a friend like Greg," she said."I'm lucky to have you as a friend," I said, wanting desperately for her to believe me.There was one more message when I arrived home that night. "She was there, wasn't she? She's the reason you stood me up," Gina barked at me when I returned her. My girlfriend as well as me were sexually very active.She very well knew about my cuckold fantasy but she always ignored when I expressed my idea of wanting to see her get fucked by someone else in real life, while making out she always teased my while I fucked her telling me how her fuckboy used to fuck her real hard which always turned me on, but this was only the fantasy which she never wanted to do practically until one incident which changed everything.My girlfriend was always the slutty.