He was sexually active since his 16th birthday and he knew just too well how to handle a woman, pushing buttons I didn't even know I had.He held me do...n by my arms, slowly lowering his head to my ear."I was saving this for when you were a little more experienced, but you seem about ready..." he whispered."ready for what...?" I whispered back, trembling with anticipation and lust. Every time we had sex, he opened a completely new world of emotions and feelings for me. So I could only guess what. I was in the deep end as I seen my wife I went under water and licked her from her pussy on up to her mouth she kissed me and griped my cock we torched each other for a bit. I was hard from seen her friends naked as me and my wife was playing around Kim came over and reach down and started to kiss my wife’s tits. My wife and was just going with it. Some people left and now there was only 3 couples left we where all talking around the table and naked. The conversation was getting more involved. She loved it, but I was giving all the boys a look. One creepy looking guy walked up to her and said to her, “When you are through with this jerk on your arm, find me, I can make you scream ... if you like that sort of thing.”I moved her to my other side, and we kept walking. He didn’t like being ignored and started to follow us only a few steps behind. We got in the elevator, as did he.“What’s your name?” I asked him.“Foster, what’s yours, Dude?”Did he really just call me that?“Michael, her. Was my obsession a perversion or a Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). I watched a movie called crash when I was thirteen, too young I know, but in the scene the girl wearing calipers asks for help to get in to the convertible, her legs constrained with the metal braces and her short skirts rode high up her upper thighs and exposed her crotch, for me seeing that seemed to fulfill a sexual desire as it was no coincidence people told me I looked like her or she reminded them of me, seeing and.