That's what was going to happen if I didn't do something different this year. I know what I should have done; I should have gone to the bar, found me ... pretty lady, told her a beautiful lie and taken her to bed. The reality is that on Valentines Day a single girl at a bar is a sitting duck. The only reason she could possibly be there is because she doesn't have anyplace better to be and she's hoping that a one night stand will cheer her up. I had that option, that's what I did last year though. We've not all day." So romantic," I teased and undid the shoelaces holding my footwear on my feet. Sarah groaned as I tucked my socks into my shoes, and pulled my trousers down."Come on," she hissed. "You could've left your socks on." Is this a good idea?" I asked as her fingers reached the waistband of my boxer shorts.She sighed and stared into my eyes. "Can you feel it? The thrill of it all." She was right, of sorts, as my boxer shorts reached my ankles, I felt butterflies in the pit of my. I enjoy sex frequently but it's usually the conventional kind. However, on saturday night I had my first anal experience/ experience of being dominated. (lightly)I turned up at his flat and we drank brandy sours and talked for a while, then just snuggled into eachother on the sofa. We began to touch eachother lightly, cautiously and slow. We began kissing and declothed eachother and I saw this flicker of excitement in his eyes as he stared at my breasts. He began to suck then nibble lightly on. She was a little nervous about this line of questioning but remembered they wanted her to be open and honest. “Well, I’ve had four boyfriends and they’ve all commented on it. Plus it’s something I love doing.” she added, hoping to explain but instead realizing she’d opened up a new can of worms. It felt as if those worms were now wriggling down her shirt. She resisted the urge to run out of the office, somehow managing to hold her nerve under the interrogation.Michelle smiled, a somewhat cold.