” He said before hanging up the phone. I was going on a date with Logan and I only had two hours to get ready. ______________________ The doorbell...rang just minutes after two o’clock. My heart was racing as I looked myself over a few more times in the mirror. A red tank top clung to my body, covering slightly the top of my jean shorts that were cut off just below my ass. I wanted to look sexy for Logan, I even avoided wearing a bra. I did not have that big of breasts, so I could get away with. And that’s my story.We were seated at a table in the Sound Beach Cafe because the looking at had devolved to looking after and the looking after was going to take awhile ... an indeterminate time probably relieving my pocketbook of much cash.If we were going to be inconvenienced, Cyn wanted to be inconvenienced where she could see and be seen and that meant Resort.Another reason we were at the bar on South Beach was because there was no room at the Harbor Inn and South Beach was the Only resort. , from one of our friends, asking for a quick blowjob on his way to work. I walk into the kitchen and there she is, on her knee’s sucking someone’s cock. Maybe at 5:00 p.m., we get a call from a guy who just had an argument with his wife and want’s some stress relief. A short time later, he is pumping his sperm into my wife’s belly.Knowing that this milestone was quickly approaching, we received many inquiries but none really clicked with us. My brother (who gets his turn with my wife several. "All of a sudden everything made sense. A smile formed on my face. "No. You didn't... You did, did you?" Yeah, I did. And he loved my ass. You know why? They used to call me a slut in high school. An attention whore. Well, fuck it, we're all adults now, huh? You were wondering why I smiled at you that time, huh? I like when boys look."At this time, I was visibly turned on, but I wanted more details. "How? Just how?" I said with an almost entertained smile on my face."How? Oh, my study buddy....