”“Really.” I was doubtful. And suddenly intensely dry-mouthed, too. And I was still leaving. I was. Good as gone.“Really really,” he assured...me.Silence.“So?” he prompted.“I-“ My voice dried up and I cleared my throat, embarrassed about the situation for no good reason. After all, we were both adults (one more so than the other), we’d never cross paths again after tonight (if I had any say in it) and nothing at all had happened yet.I mean, nothing had happened, scratch the ‘yet’. Nothing would. I’m just going inside to take a shower, feeling a bit soapy, OK babe, I’ll finish up here.Zel hears a ruffle in the yard next door. She instinctively covers her naked body anticipating the worst. Who’s there she asks, no answer. I know there is someone there. She is worried it’s the teenagers next door, which could be rather embracing. She pears over the concrete wall and sees our neighbor, James standing there with cock in hand. I’m so embarrassed, he says. I couldn’t resist. I was coming to. He did at first think that Sally was a whore which made me smile and her horrified, but we put the record straight and the date was booked. He had been attracted to our forum advert by the strapline I added, “looking for strong dominant guys to share my wife Sally." We agreed he would lead and that he could explore Sally how he wanted with the understanding she could use the safe word ‘RED’ if necessary.Sally had spent an hour getting ready, even though she was likely to remain naked all. Maybe I could "Share a bunk with *Amanda"..We had only ever kissed and held hands before).Now for the events that ended up with a glorious and memorable first eruption with REAL! pussy experience. (I'd only evr jacked off over naughty pics before)It was Saturday evening *Amanda's 16th birthday and everything was cool..Great music (Punk, Nuwave and Madonna, freinds and a brilliant B.B.Q).Around about 10pm *Amanda and I snuck off to a private spot so that we could "Make out" and DO IT!We retired.