My classmate told me that she did not want to leave it to a stranger and wanted to lose her virginity to me. I was surprised and excited and readily a...reed.We fixed it for the next week when Shreya was to be away for a week. But that morning, Aarti got cold feet and changed her mind and we put it off. However, at night, she again texted me asking, “Should we?” This time, I didn’t reply.I went to her home and knocked. She opened the door and was a bit shocked and surprised but now she could not. Now in control I had to go down to 'my' husband and have himescort me to his sports car. It felt radically different to have hishand casually lay on my knee and stroke my thigh when I was in control asopposed to just experiencing it as she let him do the same thing earlierin the day. When we arrived at our destination, I figured out why shehad left... we were going to the opera. And just as I knew so manyintimate things before I ever joined her body, I knew that she hated theopera and only. Bitch was right. She crabbed all during the styling. Thank God the rest of my appointments that day were men! I smile. I know how to get around men! At last the day was over. Thank God I didn't have to do this for the rest of my life! A week would soon be over, besides I had that darling Mark waiting for me. I keep my mile on even though feet hurt and I head on home to cook a meal for Mark. I smile. I was looking forward to desert later. I wonder how Sandy and Ken were getting along? Not too. Conversations at times would get pretty graphic, and I often commented that I considered going down on a guy more of a pleasure for me than for him. When I was single and still dating, I would usually suck a guy off before the date actually started, usually in the driveway of where ever we were going. This one guy in the chatroom had been kind of lurking, then sent me a message asking if I was for real. Back then you could click on the profile and see a pic, and mine was pretty informative. So.