I gasp as he softly runs one finger of the mound of my womanhood, touching me through my soaked underwear. “Hmmm,” he says in a low voice. “Look... like someone’s been naughty and gotten horny.” He says ‘naughty’ in a lustful dirty way. My breathing hitches, thrills coursing through my body as I wait for his next move. I don’t have to wait long. My mysterious sexy voiced man expertly removes my panties by cutting them off with a pair of scissors. As he retreats from the bed, he trails soft kisses. " "Wow," Samantha said again, and she let out a long exhale before saying, "wow" again. "What now?" "I take you home." "Then?" She said, her voice breaking. She cleared her throat. "I fuck you." Samantha exhaled again, looking down at the table, her coffee now cold. So was mine. She hesitantly brought her eyes up to mine before smiling again. "Take me home," she said, and I wasted no time to do so. When we arrived at my home, I let us in, and there was no small talk. I told her why I wanted her. One night a very good family friend asked me if I liked the barmaid. I said casually "Yeah, she's nice!"He nudged me and said "Well ask her out, you Dickhead!"I remember smiling and saying "No, she couldn't deal with my dick...it would be too big for her!" I then burst out laughing in a very false laugh… but I really did want to ask her out. I just didn't know how to find the right time or what to say to her.Before I could go through in my mind what to say, the family friend appeared and said. "Now," I said when we were back inside the house, and had bothkicked off our heels, and were together on the couch. I sat on oneend while Tracy stretched herself out on it, her head in my lap,looking up at me while I looked fondly down at her. "What's thissecret you couldn't tell your husband, but you're happy to sharewith your new graduate girlfriend?" Sweetheart, you're not to get mad at me. This is still mybirthday, right? And you've made me very happy today so far,right?" Right," I.