A few people by the pool were now openly staring at me. Luckily, only my head was visible."Please Sweetie, please be gentle with my cherry," I whisper...d."I didn't hear you." He pushed his finger in and twisted."Ouch!" I winced, my pride rapidly dwindling. "Please Sweetie, be gentle with my cherry." I shuddered, knowing the people below must have heard me."That's real good. Uh-huh, and it looks like you are starting to attract a crowd." He tapped my arsehole again. Not hurting it, just letting. In there day, in my day and in your day...most women love the cock...just as men love the pussy. It's life. Now...when you were triggered by my cock, a few unusual things started happening that weren't in sinc with your normal life. You felt the need to catch up on all those wasted years, and tried to cram as much as you could into as short a space as possible. Your juices were flowing again and the tap wouldn't turn off. Things that at one time you would run a mile from suddenly seemed a new. I think he’d get a kick out of seeing me with different girls.”She laughed. “You’re probably right.”I kissed her and went downstairs, making sure the painting was covered before I Skyped to Tricia to ask her.“Hey, Sweetness!” I grinned when she came onscreen.“Hey Handsome!” she returned. “What’s up?”“Not much. You have plans for after school tomorrow?”“No, but I thought you had your thing at Harvard tomorrow.”“I do, but I wanted to see if you were interested in coming with me. I’m thinking. My lacy top was cutout so my 42D tits were hanging out, along with a thong, and a pair of fishnet stockings with heels. I stood at the kitchen entrance, so when he walked in, he would see me there posing. I heard the truck pull up and then the front door open, I about shit when his friend came inside with him, as I tried covering my tits, heading down the hall to the bathroom. My husband said," That will teach you next time to warn me if your going to dress like that!" His friend left, shortly.