The next one I write I will have to write about my kinky side. But I hate to have too much talk and not enough sex in the stories. Thats lame. Okay so...the guy that I lost my virginity with started having sex about everynight. It was always about the same though. And after a month or so we broke up. The next guy I had sex with was about a year later. We were friends for a long time. I sort of had a crush on him before this so I was really excited when he asked me out. We only dated for 4 days. ” While her other probing hand stroked with surprising gentility over my scrotum.I wondered how much of that erotic treatment I could take before I came. But my own hand had reached down to soap between her parted thighs. Some of the hair down there was juice crusted and needed extra scrubbing, and in doing that my fingers slipped inside her.I felt her body tense, as she scolded, “You’re supposed to be washing me.”I chuckled, “Sorry, my fingers slipped in all the soap.”Those dark, narrow eyes. After about 2 hours of hearing saws cutting and hammering he came into the house and said we were going to bed, and my punishment would start in the morning. When I woke up in the morning my husband was not in bed, and this worried me, what could he be up to. I got out of bed and made my way to the den, and there in the backyard, next to the pool was what he had made the night before. It was a large wooden apparatus that was about 4 feet wide, about 3 feet off the ground was what looked like. The next evening, we went back for another session, since Dr.Welles' technique was for relatively short, but intense, periodsof counseling. She told us when we got to her office that we hadmade good progress for the first day, and that this next sessionwould deal with sharing emotions and communication. I woke upfrom my session feeling wonderful again, and when she told usthat she had given us post-hypnotic suggestions to considerthings from the other person's point of view, it seemed to.