So when I finally broke up with my last boyfriend, I wasn’t interested in sex at all. I figured every guy would treat me the same way. Then one day ...ust before you moved in, I was in my room masturbating, and I heard a noise in my closet. I opened it and there were Billy and Jacob, spying on me! I was furious, I threatened to tell mom, and naturally they begged me not to, saying they would do anything I asked. I thought about it for a couple days, and decided that I wanted them to be MY sex. It was a very comfortable 80 degrees. I decided to wear a little black dress and some strappy sandals. It makes me smile to look sexy for my man. We arrived at the restaurant and knew there would be a wait, but that was okay. We went to the bar and ordered some drinks, wine for me and Pepsi for him. As we were waiting, I made it very clear that I was not wearing any panties. How did I accomplish this? Well, we were sitting in the corner of the bar and I was facing away from the crowd. He was. I knew just how to do it too. Marisol pulled away a little stunned and a little blushed from the kiss I had just planted on her. She was so flustered she didn’t quite know what to say or how to react. I told her it was ok. I couldn’t help myself and that it was a small jester of friendship. She admitted that she had never been with a woman before, but that it was one of the best kisses she had ever had. Right then, I had text my wife and told her to turn on the upstairs camera for her. I had groped blindly at a couple of other girls, but on those occasions I could never see what I was doing and I had always felt rushed by the circumstances. This time, I had a clear view and all the time I needed.What was more, Alex understood that need. She was hesitant about our increasing physical involvement, as I was, but she trusted me to proceed slowly and to take care of her. And because she trusted me so completely, I knew I would follow the same plan, taking my time, backing off.