No small talk, just hot sex.He arrived at my apartment and I could hardly believe my eyes. He was gorgeous. Very tall and athletically built. Very han...some.I asked him what I could offer him to drink and he said whiskey cola. I brought him his drink and set beside him on the sofa.I laid my hand on my pants and felt his cock semi erect. He told me that he wanted me to be his sissy bitch.I slid down on my knees in front of him and pulled off his shoes and pants. He had a very big and thick cock.. After Joe finished his beer, he knelt down before me and started pulling my boots off. "Christ, Linda, you must be sweating up a storm in these things. Let me help you out of these boots." "Jesus, Joe, I think I love you." As Joe pulled those long boots off me, he let his fingertips trail down my thighs and legs. Those feathery light touches sent excitement shooting up my legs and thighs like lightening bolts. After removing my boots, he went into my bathroom and returned with a washcloth that. I tried not to admit it.Anyway, starting the next season in May, I was living in Ashland full time. I’d rented a room during the seasonal shows, but now I indulged in a nice apartment. I had Daphne over one night and she spent the night. She liked the way I kissed and was as horny as I was most of the time. By Christmas that year, we were practically living together. I say ‘practically’ because Daphne still lived with her parents but was spending four or five nights a week with me. I’d met her. “You will find out,” Sarah said. “You heard me promise mom not to tell you. She thinks she is a better negotiator.”“I’m sure she is,” I said with a laugh.“She might be better in bed, but that doesn’t make her brilliant,” she said.“There is nothing to compare her to,” I said. Sarah’s new look was almost a shock. She had been slightly chubby when I met her the first time, but after a summer of physical work and more food discipline, she had a great body. She was maybe five pounds over weight, if.