He rolled over, groaning, and reached for the aspirin next to the bed and a water-bottle. He couldn’t remember getting home, really; he’d been tir...d AND drunk, but what he COULD remember was the previous night. He remembered sitting next to Roseanne, and her laughing, and her knee touching his leg. And—he remembered offering her his spare room if she hadn’t wanted to go home. It was much closer, anyway, and he’d had no malevolent intent. He had been a little bit disappointed when she hadn’t. .." Tempted by what I have to offer," she giggled as she slid off the bed and sidled seductively up to him. Pete slipped his arms around her slender waist and drew her close, revelling in the warmth of her body pressed against his. He made no objections as she methodically stripped him of his clothes and dragged him towards the bed."I want you inside me now," she sighed, leaving no doubt as to the state of her arousal.Pete fell atop her, taking pleasure in the tight confinement of her sheath.. Still, the beer ran through me, and halfway through the concert I realized I had to go to the men's room. I leaned against my wife, told her and gave her a quick kiss. Then I left.As usual, there was a queue, so I had to wait a while to finish my job, and then went straight back to my wife. It all took about five minutes, give or take a few. Standing right next to her, whispered to her that I was back. She looked to me in astonishment, "Just now?" she said.I got a bit baffled by that response.. After that when he came around, he had to fuck us both, that way I could not tell on her without implementing myself, so my loss of virginity brought about my immediate puberty, and menstrual cycles, masturbation, and sex. By my fifteenth, I had double digit lovers, including an old watchman I used to go keep company at a local demolition site, we would talk, then one night I asked him id he would like to fuck me, and he just said "Yes, I thought you would never ask", and he did, and that was.