I looked down at her fabulous arse rubbing against the crotch of my leather skirt, then looked upwards and thanked God for what I had before me. I put...my hands around her waist and softly stroked her skin, it was beautiful, flawless, I got a small whiff of her perfume, absolutely perfect. Leaning forward I put my head beside hers and kissed her on the cheek. Then moving my mouth to her ear I whispered to her in much the same way that Peter had done to me. “Fucking Hell, I’m in heaven, fucking. .. no thanks ... then I hit send. Yes I was rude but I was having self image problems. If all he wanted was sex, did I really want to go down that road? It was a question with no honest answer. If I had really wanted to avoid sex with a boy that age, I could have resisted more. The only resistance I put was token at best.I admit that I had enjoyed the sex tremendously, but did I want a relationship that was only sexual? Could I see myself in a romantic relationship, or any other kind of. Even as I stepped towards the door, an idea was just then coming into my head."I could actually have some fun with this," I thought, answering the door. "Karen." Tom," Karen said looking at me, an almost sad expression on her face."Come in, you brought the papers with you yes?" She nodded her head, handing me a large manila envelope. "Can I get you something to drink while I quickly look through these?" I asked."Yes, that would be nice. Thank you."Leading Karen into the house, she quite. I am romantic and want a man to really woo me before I let him have me.But trying to keep my defences up isn't proving easy. The trouble is, my female co-workers and students are all far more experienced than me. At snack time, they all sit around and discuss sex, sex, and more sex, and it makes me feel very horny. They discuss everything: the length of their mens penises, whether their men lick them, what techniques their men use when licking kang-kang, what positions they like for sex, and.