K was pretty embarrassed but admitted she was on the site and had met a few guys over some time. Martin was curious and asked what K liked and she exp...ained she loved going out and being touched up, she had let a few guys finger her in public places. She admitted picking up and meeting several married and single guys for sex, and loved having sex with random’s just for fun. She told him about the time she picked up a guy at a pub for a one night stand, fucking a guy on the desk when she worked. I still fuck a goat once in a while when no one is around." Are you suggesting that I let a goddamn smelly goat fuck me?" Why not," he asked. "They have nice, hard cocks, and that's all fucking takes." I think you're bullshittin me," complained Marci, brushing her long blonde hair back from her face. "Have you really fucked a goat?" Yes, Marci," he answered, looking the youngster straight in the eyes. "I've fucked goats, and I think it's fun." Will you let me watch you?" When?" Right now," she. Then she surprised me by asking if I ever tried to peek at her or my sister. I admitted that I tried peeking at my sister, never succeeding, but had not really thought about her. By this time I was really thinking about her and realized that she really was attractive at 5’ tall, slim and seemed to have nice small, firm tits that seemed to poke nicely through her light summer blouse. I wasn’t sure but I realized she didn’t seem to have a bra on that day either. Strange as my mother always wore a. Now for my office!On Friday mid-afternoon I wasn’t going to take that big leap so I sat her down and offered her some ice tea. I’d enjoyed visiting with her since I had a limited social life and her accented English was almost melodious at times.She had been working hard and the t-shirt she was wearing was obviously sans bra. Her nipples were clearly visible in the sweaty spots. She noticed how my eyes would dart to look at them. She smiled and asked, “You don’t have woman, I think.”I nodded.