If you don’t know who Madison Ivy is, or what she looks like, google, and you won’t be disappointed. I kept it cool, I’m not saying I’m a ladi...s man, but I know how to act around a sexy woman like herself. I’m 6’5” and decently built.I greeted her and introduced myself, and she did the same. I never said I recognized her, instead asking her if she had any car trouble. With a desperate yes, she told me something popped under the hood and the engine temp spiked and she had to shut the car off. We hugged and kissed cheeks and touched lips briefly one time. I simply had no idea where this was going or how. I desperately wanted more with Ginger but had no idea how. Then in late November, November 24th be exact, Michelle dropped a bombshell on me, two to be precise. She made both a suggestion and a request that each rocked my world to its core! First the suggestion, she said she'd been talking to Ginger, and she knew that both Ginger and Eric were looking for more from my relationship. Even larger than I would have imagined based on the modest attire she typically wore. It was only after gawking at her that I became aware of the rest of the picture. She was thrusting her stomach forward but I couldn’t see what else was there. I could hear mom though and knew that she was involved, and knew this was something I wasn’t supposed to see. At that moment, Margie glanced up and caught sight of me beyond the door. I froze. She continued thrusting and slowly brought her right hand to. We'd just hang out with our friends at the Tasty-Freeze and stuff. We was always "Just Friends." You know, the kind of friends where the girl just wants to have fun and the guy just wants to fuck. Yeah, I really liked her, maybe even loved her a little. By the time we was thirty, I'd moved to the city and Dawn had gotten married and divorced already. We hadn't seen each other in years. So when I was in town for the Christmas holidays, I called her up and ask her out on a dinner date. We drove.