I had a great time — the most fun I ever remembered having on a date — and this had turned into a date as far as I was concerned. We hit it off we...l enough that Jerry started driving over about once a month to see me. We kept it light, doing fun things. As the weather turned warmer we would go on picnics, sometimes just a drive around in the country. We seemed very much at ease with each other and I was beginning to feel what I considered to be love.That might have been it for us... meeting. On this occasion he had received persistent and friendly contact from several people on the site, and the meet was at a remote country pub; he was unlikely to meet anyone he knew from his mundane day to day life, and he thought discussing his tales, and his penchant for assertive women with other authors might prove therapeutic. He bit the bullet and mailed back to his contacts to say he'd be at the venue.His mind was buzzing as he drove to the pub. He was a bag of nerves as he parked the car. I lubed up the beads and slowly worked them in, feeling that initial pain, and then intense pleasure once the tight hole relaxed. I did the same with the old 8 inch dildo, but it was more than I could handle and uncomfortable causing tears to well in my eyes when I first got it past the small entrance to my ass.Over the next few weeks I had added a set of anal beads to my panties, hose, or stockings I would wear under my clothes. I even wore them a few times to dinner with my Aunt and Uncle in. See you tomorrow.”I could barely sleep that night, or concentrate at work the next day, thinking about meeting with Michael. I just couldn’t get the vision of his cock and balls out of my mind, which to me are huge. I made sure that I was at the entrance portico a little early, and his car pulled up right on time. We drove to an isolated corner of the parking lot to talk. It was a little embarrassing meeting with a man, especially knowing that we had seen pictures of each other’s genitals and.