- Hey I found that documents we were talking about earlier today. Come with me so I’ll show them.- Okay. Let’s go. I want to finish with them as s...on as possible!- I hope you don’t do that with me! She said.- What? I don’t understand.Then she closed the door behind me and locked it. She grabbed my neck and started kissing me.- What are you doing? I said. You could be my mom. It’s wrong!- Oh I can’t stand it anymore, I want a young man to make me feel young again. Just kiss me- I…I can’t. It’s. George did a double take, he didn’t see that coming. The three of them chatted while they finished off their flutes of champagne.“Let’s get out of here. I know an intimate little bar just a few blocks away,” suggested Martina.“I’m in,” responded Natalia.“Come with us George,” cooed both ladies in unison.George didn’t need a second invite. The three of them discretely slipped out of the crowd of people.“Wow! That feels better,” said Martina as they escaped onto the sidewalk in front of the. He paused a moment to look upon her lying there. Arms bound to the headboard, breasts heaving, clothing clinging to her feminine figure. He lingered, fingers tracing the outline of her breasts beneath the tight fitting fabric then began slowly unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time. The suspense building until the blouse fell open, revealing her breasts, constrained in the red velvet and white trim bra.He scooped out her mounds freeing them. Leaning down, he ran his tongue over her. The card said they were open until 10pm. It was a week later and I found myself thinking about it. No romance involved. No problems with nasty breakups. Just straight out sex. I began to realise what attracted Amy. She could get sex when SHE wanted it without any awkward problems with Stan. Anonymous sex without repercussions. For me, it was sex without the dating and having to wait until some guy decided to fuck me. If I suggested it first I would be discounted as a slut or worse. Looking at.