" What kind of a guy is screwing you?" A big stud, bald, muscular, lots of body hair, and a bushy mustache. All the things I'm not." Why do you hold ...n to your panties?" I don't know. Maybe I pretend that I'm in the backseat of a guy's car, and he's balling me, and it's dark, and I don't want to lose them. I'm not sure. It's part of my ritual." I continued to stroke my penis. I was amazed at how long I'd gone without climax. My femme side must include a "showgirl" somewhere. I kept on. I rise up and we lock eyes. “I want you to get your husband to shave you. From now on, I want you to be smooth as silk for me.” “Yes Master.” I then lower my mouth and run my tongue out and just tease your clit. Your body jerks, and I wait a bit and do it again. I get the same response each time I lick. Soon I put my whole mouth on your pussy and suck in your clit. You raise your hips off the bed trying to feed me more. I push two fingers inside of you and start working them in and out while I. ” She said as she stepped closer. “Having dinner with you.” I answered. “Better.” She said and then winked at me.Dinner was a complete blur and the drinks at the bar that followed had my head spinning. Teri was completely different than the woman I had created in my head. She was funny, sexy, up to date and very secure. She joked about everything from her perky tits to her first day at work. At some point she went to the bathroom and took off her bra and jacket, so that her hard nipples were. June and I grin at each other and enjoy our sexy little secret. My first dinner with her parents was embarrassing. I had to think on my feet that night, I can tell you.We’ve been married nearly two years now, and our first child is on the way. Life is good, and even though we’ve got a reliable car these days, we still take the bus every now and then, just for old time’s sake.I waited at the bus stop at the end of the street, just as I had every morning that week. It was raining and my umbrella.