"I might give Paul a ring and tell him to come over."Yeah and I know who he'll be coming over," she said with a giggle, not sounding at all worried by...the prospect."You're nothing but a slut," I said, squeezing her right tits harder."Yeah, but I'm your slut," she said with a gasp.Five minutes on her perfect tits and I move down to attack her tight jeans. Her legs are long and slender but her jeans are skin tight and take some getting off. At last I succeed but in doing so her bikini knickers. . Man hating ball-buster, calls girls ‘guys’ and wants it both ways: Equal wages as “person” and Free dates as “lady”Financially secure ... One paycheck from the street. Has all of husband’s assets from the divorce. Buys shoes every monthFree Spirit ... Substance abuser. Likes slipping out to “make it” with a stranger or a friend of yours, when Your dateFriendship first ... Trying to live down a reputation as a slut. She “Never goes any further than petting, with any man,” anyway!Fun .... She told him how great he was and they exchanged numbers, and she assured me I'd be meeting him soon. After she said goodbye to him, she called for another Uber to bring her home, but unfortunately her driver this time was an older man, and not one she found attractive. After finishing her story she told me to get on my knees to her side and she reached into her purse. She grabbed her phone and the number of the Uber driver from earlier, and handed me both. I knew without asking what she. I dropped her home and as i was about to leave i said her i forgot to giv u b’day present and the answer to the quess she asked and got up and kissed her lips gently and left.From then onwards things began for me we met but i hardly had a chance to touch her.My hands were just itching to squeeze those milky boobs but i always was afraid to do so.we always went for walks one day while we were walking i had no control over my self i looked out for a deserted road and planted a kiss on her lips.