I mean how many more guys do I need to meet until I meet ‘The One’ or ‘Mr Right’? Is there even such thing? Or is it just a lie parents tell t...eir little girls to make them think the world is a happy place where fairy tales come true and Prince Charming is out there waiting for you? I don’t even think I’ve been in love. I mean of course there’s been times where I’ve thought I might be but I soon realised it was more lust than anything. I get a lot of attention - at 5ft 8 with long light brown. Oh certainly 'milord' tended to me, frequently in fact, and sometimes twice daily. He'd clamber into our bed and mount me, thrusting and stabbing impotently away until he was spent, grinning at me like he'd been made king of the fair from beneath his stupid mustache.Not that I was bitter.I admit the musculature of this creature fascinated me from the beginning. His back held a thousand crevices, and sprouted to his amazing 9 foot height from the huge globes of his buttocks. So large were his. I’m going to now!”Studying her as she walked away, I ogled her cute ass, enjoyed the gap at the top of her legs and, at the sight of sparse pubes partially visible, I decided I was an ass man through and through.Tonight! Tonight I was going to... “Dad!” Addison said urgently, running out, “Julia’s here! She’s at the front door! Get dressed! Quickly.”Addison ran to her discarded bikini and started putting it on.Shit! I looked down at my erection, glanced at my swimming trunks, and ran inside to. My husband and I agreed that it wouldn't have been surprising to see her modeling. Not just like nude modeling either. She would have fit on magazine covers for sure. After a few weeks and maybe 5 email exchanges, it got even better. She seemed really cool and down to earth. She was excited that we were a very much in love, happily married, couple looking to share an amazing experience. We finally hammered out a date, place, and babysitter for the weekend so we could have 2 days for ourselves..