I didn't expect it to be now. I thought maybe we'd share numbers and meet up another time. She asked if I had my own place and when I said yes she sai..., ''Shall we go back to your's then?'' I went off in search of Jason to let him know what was happening and he waved me off before turning his attention back tos ome guy he'd been chatting to.I was impressed by Angie's open and honest attitude and could hardly believe what I was hearing as we took a taxi back to my place. She took out her phone. You’re not expecting anything more.”“Will you stop talking and take me upstairs already.”I nodded. “Okay. Let’s make it a good one then. Shall we?”I took her hand and led her up to my bedroom. It was still a mess from my washday, but she paid it no attention. Instead, she put her arms around my neck, her hands on the back of my head and pulled me towards her for a long slow sensuous kiss. I put my hands on her hips and held her close to me.It was as if we were still boyfriend and girlfriend,. You go to kick him, but he side steps and and flips you over into your stomach. You hear a zip and go to kick again, but he's already nudged your knees apart. Your face is smashed into the bed as you are starting to get on your knees to escape.Oh God, you realize that you are face down, ass up. Apparently you're how he likes to fuck! Your hands are still secured behind you, but if you can only.... Shit, he just placed a hand on your shoulder holding you upper body into place. You feel him. I sat in bed reading a collection of erotica that I had picked up at my last visit to the bookstore. I bought the book on a whim, simply because I liked the way the cover looked, snuggled in my bed I started reading the first story and when that was finished moved onto the second. Before long my breathing quickened, and I could feel a dampness between my legs. I hadn’t “flown solo” in a while and thought shit, I may as well, the fact that I’m getting damp from reading a damned story means I.