" My manager said. WTF I thought to myself. So we walk out to her car and we are at Debbie's big house in like two minutes. So Debbie fixes both of us...a drink of some short and we are off to her bedroom to see what clothes she has and what will go with what. We are mixing and matching clothes and Debbie is trying them on and what not when she put on this shirt, "Debbie, I think you should not wear a bra with that one." I stated. "I think I agree." Debbie said and then she pulled the shirt off. "Very good, it looks like you've followed instructions well enough. You might be a fun little slut."His voice sounded familiar, certainly an older man, but I couldn't place it. Footsteps came closer, the door closed, and I heard his gruff voice above me. "Have you ever done anything real with men before?"I shook my head, only having ever played with toys, looking at porn online, and fantasizing.."But you want to, don't you, slut?"I hesitated for a moment before nodding my head slowly, letting. She lay trembling with desire and anticipation as she felt him position his manhood between her thighs and begin pushing it into her. It had been so long, she had almost forgotten how good it felt to have a real live cock inside her and she rocked her hips back and forth trying to gain as much contact as possible as he started fucking her fast and furious.“Slow down, Tiger.” she panted, “I haven’t had a man in five years and I have no intention of going anywhere now. Enjoy it.”But Mike had. When he comes home he follows the petals up to where I am, poking his head around the door to ask what I’m up to. When he sees me and what I am wearing he grins and I notice that already he is starting to get an erection. ‘Good evening Mr Knight, is there anything I can do for you?’ I ask, trying quite unsuccessfully not to giggle. He just grins and says ‘yes how about a kiss?’ So I slowly stand up and walk over to him, putting my hands either side of his face and very softly kissing his lips..