"What am I doing? Dick seemed perfectly normal. He liked women. Surely he wasn't gay. This must be innocent. He's just being friendly. I'm overreactin.... I'll just go with the flow here." All these thoughts ran through my head. But then the image of his huge cock entered my mind! Another confession: I was excited and curious.When we got to the room I sat in a chair while he fixed me a Black Russian from his wet bar. He asked if there was anything I wanted to watch on TV. Before I could answer,. He is around fifty, but doesn't have too much middle aged spread, and we fitted nicely in the bed. He was exhausted, but he wanted to make my life interested, as well as having some nice skirt with him at the end of a long day- so- we "did" it a couple of times, the second orgasm not quite satifying a young, maybe even oversexed lady, but it certainly did the business for him, and he was well asleep in seconds.No pre-breakfast fuck for me either, he was rushing. I had come a little prepared,. A hard, open handed slap on my behind brought me back to reality as a thick cock forced its way inside. I let out a loud scream which transferred into a moan as the cock began to pump my ass hole. Before long his cum leaked out of my secret button, down towards my pussy. Before the second cock could find its way inside me I was lifted up and placed on a thick shaft, my lubed asshole enjoying every thick inch as it slid down towards the base. My legs were spread and now my pussy could breath. “I am very fortunately to have lived that fantasy at Prom as well on a few other occasions!” I replied with a smile. “I hope you didn’t say anything to Kurt about your conversations with Bethany!”“No,” Katy said, “I could never tell him that. He does know that Bethany and I were together, and with you. He’s jealous!”“I’m sure he is,” I replied, “and I’m jealous of him. He has you all to himself. He’s a very lucky man. I also want to kill him for making you shave, but we’re getting off.