I did as she asked. She began to moan as if the dildo was real. I found it a turn-on. “Stop now” she said “follow me to the bedroom”. We went ...nto the bedroom and she had me lie on the bed on my back. She told me to slip a pillow under my lower back. She looked at me while she rubbed KY Gel on the dildo. The look on her face showed she meant business.Climbing on the bed she scrapped her finger nails across my chest and down to my crotch. She grabbed my balls and squeezed. I groaned, as much in. Her warm hand felt good on the underside of my legs, too, and the evil, stinging pain somehow diminished as she looked at me, still smiling, apparently oblivious to her exposure, and my growing physical excitement. She carried me out of our yard, round the end of the fence, and into her own garden, saying, “come on, let’s get you sorted out, young man”. I couldn’t work out why we weren’t going to my house, and as if reading my mind, she said, “Your mom told me you were home alone, and asked me. With a subtle hint of lust in that cool voice, he added, “Hmmm, it sounds like I might be breaking through the ice a bit there! Believe me, I will be able to show you far more in the way of good feelings than your ex-husband was capable of!” Shaking her head, Caitlin muttered, “I can’t believe I’m doing this! I’m getting seduced by a total stranger!” The smooth gentleman pressed on. “Give it a chance, let yourself go! I took a risk, now it’s your turn!” Despite her trepidation, Caitlin. Soon, Amber and I hopped in my lil car and left. On the way off campus she asked me ‘do you mind swinging by the liquor store? I need to pick something up.’ Being me, I said ‘no problem’. We stopped and she went in and came back out with a tall bottle of Sailor Jerry’s rum, one of the things I drink if I drink. I know this had come up in convos among our group, college students talk about partying often. Then as we left the liquor store she invited me to go to a local but not well known.