It was a strange perversion. One that tickled both my jealousy and my insecurity. It was my life long fantasy and it would not go away. I had learned ...o accept that. Within two weeks of that fateful night I'd suggested trying again, with someone else; someone less blessed. She'd replied with the predictable, 'I want to re-find us before we go back down that route.' I'd obviously agreed but I was quietly thrilled that she was willing to "go back down that route" at all. So I began scouring the. He finger fucked me in and out... in and out until I came."My fingers twined in Mats hair as he licked all around my thighs, around the material of my thong."He took his fingers out, then I felt the smooth head of his cock rub up and down my slit. Mat, that felt so good. His bare cock against me." Oh fuck Debbie, I love you," Mat growled, "What was his name, Debbie?" I didn't ask Babe," I purred,"MMMM slut," He said pulling my thong down my thighs, "Tell me how he fucked you Debbie."Mat sat. Liz slumped back into her chair, "Mary, whatever you do, stay away fromour Barney Fife. He may come across as a caricature but; this isn'tMayberry. He has a real mean streak in him." She perked up again andsaid, "Come on, I'll go with you to check on your car. There's strengthin numbers. It's best to limit alone time with Hiram, he actuallybelieves he's the Hugh Heffner of Wyoming."Mary Sue chuckled at the small joke and the two ladies walked across thedeserted street and found Hiram bent. I had second, third and fourth thoughts about how to end the letter, but in the end put a line through the 'Yours' and wrote, 'With love'.Anyway, I popped it through her door the next time I was in that area. Actually, I made a largish detour the next day to deliver it.After that, I was more receptive to my (unattached, female) customers and dated one or two ... or three ... I got as far as sleeping with one of them, which lasted several months. It was enjoyable and I think satisfactory for.