The kitchen was ultra modern and the bar fullystocked. I felt like I landed in heaven.The bags were heavy and I put them in one of the rooms. Michelle...old me we were sharing the master bedroom and I started gettingpumped. We downed some cheese and fruit, a few bottles of wine andsettled in on the couch watching a chick flick. She finally got, uptook my hand, and off we went to the bedroom. My clothes were off in less than a few seconds and I hopped into thesack waiting for Michelle. She was in. Mini: Why is marriage so important?And it hit me like a flash, Mini was not ready for marriage with anyone. She wanted an NSA boyfriend. She drank her vodka and a few more. We enjoyed the busy night with a young crowd, dancing like a couple. Then walked to a small patio restaurant.It was late, and she was slightly drunk. We had some pasta for dinner, considering her calories. At first, she used to like only Indian food. There are plenty of late-night Indian joints in Paris. But one year in the. I must be doing something wrong. Even my ugly-ass friend, Ben, has had sex with a few girls. How?!And how did Ben come from someone as hot as his mom? She's the definition of a MILF. She's in her mid-40s, has big tits, a thick ass, and always wears tight shirts that show her cleavage. God damn, I love big tits and thick asses. Her face is probably a 6, but her body makes her an 8. If I had the balls, I'd try to make a move on her since she's a single mom. I see it as a storyline in amateur porn. I knew that old man wasn't fucking her like he should. I could see it in the fake kisses she gave him every morning. A couple of neighbors even said she's been known to flirt. I was so pissed at Evan I decided to find out for myself. Never being shy, I just went with my thoughts. I untied my pants and pulled out my soft dick. " So in a round about way, you're saying you want to have sex with me? " I asked boldly. " No. Directly I'm saying I wish you would pin me down and fuck the shit out of me.