As I came he could no longer cotrol himself as I clenched around his cock tightly inside me he shot his load into me for a second time as I began to r...cover from my orgasm.He pulled out of me as we slumped next to each other giggling at our second mistake of the evening. But feeling so good and satisfied.Eventually we recovered and redressed and made our way into the living room. Deciding that while we had already done it twice we might aswell make it a night thing. With this still lingering in. She hauled herself onto the stool beside me, her short skirt riding even higher up those long, firm, legs. While I was checking out her legs, I noticed her hands moving. Bringing my eyes back up, she had opened her blouse a couple more buttons & pulled her blouse open wider.Are you trying to seduce me? Is it working? With that her hand ran up my leg & found my growing erection. I think it is working, will the man follow his dick, or do you have limits? The only limits I have, are the ones you. She wanted to know why I was divorced. I jokingly told her that I discovered my wife was really a guy.“You’re shitting me!” she exclaimed. I couldn’t keep a straight face.“I’m slow,” I replied, “but not THAT slow.”“You know,’ Amy replied, “I never saw you as slow, just respectful.”I confided in Amy that I had always had a crush on her.“Well hell,” she replied, “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”“I couldn’t,” I replied. “You were always spoken for.”Amy took a gulp from her drink glass and then. That was the year I passed him in every respect. In addition to ranking at the top of the junior class I was a one-man wrecking crew on the football field and I got by better socially. Cindy was my steady girlfriend that year; Charlie was still a virgin.As officers we worked closely our senior year at Cromwell but we weren't what you would call close friends. I spent two weekends at his house and when his mother asked me to get Charlie laid, I complied with her request. I guess this small act.