Then he again pointed to another sum and started to explain me. This time his hands were grabbing my slender thighs. As he was explaining I could feel...his hands were slowly massaging my thighs at the same time. His hands were very close to my virgin pussy. I went cold in sudden nervousness. I sensed that something was wrong and took my hand in his hands and asked me what is the matter? (He is good at these things to know more about him write to me at )He started to rub his hands on my hands to. We came to the mutual conclusion that true virginity was a triad of genital, anal, and oral virginity. I told her I was a total virgin and would remain so. She told me she was a total virgin, but said, "If we do get married, you might be the only total virgin in our honeymoon suite." She said it in a playful, teasing way, but her words strung my ears. I just never thought of her as someone who could lie down with a man she didn't love, or that she could love anyone but me. I also felt like. So while watching some porn one day, I pleasured myself and finished in a baggie. A couple of other days later, I did it again and came inside the same baggie and in the freezer it went. I never mentioned it to my wife or gave it much thought after that.One morning as I was walking out the door to go to work, she told me that she had a special surprise planned for me later. I inquired about details, but she wouldn't tell me. When I came home from work, my wife told me to shower and get cleaned. ”“I like her already. But you know what I really like?”“What?”“I like the way you’ve relaxed now and you’re not nervous at all, as you and I get ready to fuck. I like for my women to talk about fucking and sucking. I like the way you describe Merci, too. I’m anxious to meet her now.”“You make me feel so good about myself. It’s easy being with you, because you talk to Sheila and me about feelings and things that matter, instead of talking like those silly boys at school who think talking nasty.