Back in high school I had quite a reputation and had my share of fun. I was bored with not having much to do and Frank was working so I decided to go ...ith them. I got in the truck and we were off to the nearest store to grab some beer and go party. We all talked and laughed on the way, remembering things we had done together from when we all were young kids. When we got to the store and picked up a couple of cases of beer and headed to the nearest beach. To tell the truth I wasn’t sure. He did not feel the need to announce his conquest. He told me he felt it was more of a gift to be treasured. Which of course was just the right thing to say. We rounded the bend I knew would bring us to the beach already I could see our friends ahead paddling their tubes over towards the shore. My hands shaking, I unconsciously clutched my arms across my chest fingernails digging into my skin nerves nearly making me sick. My mind screaming with thoughts. What if he hates my body? You don't. He would call her a dirty bitch as he came in her mouth. Debbie never enjoyed or got any pleasure out of it. She only went along with it to satisfy her husbands fantasies, she would even fake an orgasm to fed his ego. It's not that Debbie wasn't adventurous when it came to sex, she liked to be fucked in a variety of positions and places. She just wasn't keen on a large rubber dildo being used on her. Why would she be wearing her wedding dress, stockings, suspenders and sexy red shoes during. "No worries, Darlin'" he assured her. He removed his shirt, and turned to run the water, adjusting the temperature, for maximum relaxation. He turned back to her, and enveloped her into his embrace. He felt her tremble against him, and he decided to give her one last time to opt out of a sexual relationship. "Are you sure you want this?" She answered him, kissing him on the mouth, while her hands were undoing his belt and the waistband button of his slacks. She watched his face, his eyes,.