Partly because I was fearful about being intimate with a workmate and partly because I was so excited. As soon as she shut the front door she embraced...me and we kissed passionately. “What am I doing” I thought “this is so dangerous” but as our clothes came off all sense of foreboding disappeared. We fell on to the bed and for the next hour we explored every inch of each other. It was the most intense sex I had ever experienced. We laid hugging each other in a state of sexual bliss. Then she. ”“No, it hasn’t. She managed by force of will to live like that, but the toll has been high. Including accepting a passionless marriage in a last-ditch attempt to stave off her need.”“It’s not that bad, damn it. She loves me.”“Yes, she does love you, but it is that bad. Now we are getting to the point I want to make. It doesn’t have to be like this. If you’re willing to expand your boundaries you can save your marriage, her reputation, and maybe her life.”“Just which boundaries are you. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. I had secretly worn panties many times in the past, always dreaming of an opportunity to do so during a sexual encounter. Here I was, sitting at the edge of the bed while my gorgeous fiancée rummaged through her drawer to find the perfect pair of panties for me to wear. She settled on a white, satin thong at the sight of which my dick grew to its capacity. She reached down and slowly slid the silky piece of heaven up my legs. I twitched as I felt the. "Very true, so we should have a lot better time eating pizza and swapping stories. Do you like sausage on your pie?" she winked. "On my pie and in my pie, too, if you get my drift! I'll go for sausage, if you'll agree to black olives and bell peppers. I feel like we'll get along this semester. We can talk about guys and stuff," she answered."Indeed. We can discuss a LOT of things, love. For instance, have you ever thought about girls? You know, in a physical sense?" Susie inquired."A few times,.