. The conversation turned to sex. I remarked how hot it was that night the four of us were in bed and too bad my wife was such a prude. He said, " ...ea, I like sex, I like it a lot." Then all of a sudden, he looked at me and asked, have you ever been with another guy. I said, no (which was just a little lie because of something which happened years before when I was a teenager and another guy and I jerked each other off). I asked him, if he had been and he kind of gave me a small smile. I was comfortable changing my clothes or be naked in front of him since we do sleep in the same room and he was just a boy. But after he started high school, I started to see a change in his behavior when he was around me. For the first time, I found myself embarrassed and blushed in front of my son when he watched me naked and changing in my clothes. His long stares were making me very uncomfortable. Those stares were no longer an innocent boy just curious of a woman’s body, but I saw lust in. ” We walked into the kitchen to find everything spotless. Wendy was putting the last of the leftovers in the refrigerator. The garbage bags had been sealed, recycling taken out, food put away, dishes done, and I think she even mopped the kitchen floor.“Wendy!” we all shouted at once. The poor girl was startled and shrank back.“You didn’t need to do all this. You are so sweet!” Melody said as she hugged her tiger-haired friend.“I wanted to give you a birthday present,” she said looking at Kate. My second date was Dan, a 42 year-old college professor. On the phone, he had told me stories about how sexy sorority girls would wear short skirts to his class and give him panty shots and he would have to teach the class with a hard cock he couldn't satisfy until he got to jerk off after class. This led to Dan having a fetish for girl's panties and a few encounters with trannies. But he had never had a girlyboy like me who wanted to act out his fantasy about having a sorority girl stay after.