"Would you like to stroke my new stockings?" Well, he nodded, so I sidled over to him, took his shaking hand by thewrist and deposited it on my thigh....He seemed a tad nervous so I eased myself up onto tiptoe so that I could get close to his ear and started whispering a few words of encouragement and guidance. Then, just to show him how it should be done, I let my own sweet, well manicured fingers wander up his trouser leg. Sometimes with boys you really have to take control or nothing ever. To this day I don't even remember her answers to those questions, but they didn't matter because I wasn't going to let her get away even if she couldn't do any of that stuff. Fortunately she turned out to be an excellent typist, could take dictation and was a whiz on the computer. Nine months later we were married and six months after I began to see and hear things that led me to believe that Hillary was not all that faithful to me.At first it was what I didn't hear. Guys would be standing. The guy behind me was holding my hips as he pushed deeper and deeper until i felt his balls pressed against my cheeks. "mmmm, fuck my bum, fuck it hard" i pleaded when my mouth wasn't full of cock for a split second. As it was quickly filled back up i felt the guy behind me start to fuck me hard and fast, using the full length of his dick to make me squeal. Faster and faster he slammed it into me while i moaned like a little whore, taking his dick and clearly loving every inch of it. Soon i. I have only slept with two guys in my life, my first boyfriend and my current husband. I do love sex I just have not slept around, I do have fantasies and have wondered what it would be like to do different things with different people. We met this married couple at the club and shared a table with them. Another married couple joined us, we were drinking pretty heavy and talking about sex. I danced with the husbands and my husband danced with their wives. Three more men joined us, all these men.