Her husband used to do overtime for 3 to 4 day and till then she was all alone at home. As days passed we both had become good friends, but while talk...ng to her I was always excited .One day she called me at night after 10 to her home and told me that her husband was not there and she was bored so she called me to just chat with me. After going to her home we started our conversation and especially on the sex and she ask me that have you ever enjoyed sex, I replied that no, but I want to, then. I watched my cheeks turn read and laughed at myself, “Idiot.” When I opened the door Grace was on the other side. She just smiled and walked past me without a word. I closed the door and went to change for work. Grace and I ate breakfast, well toaster pastries, and she drove us to work in silence until I finally said, “Are you not speaking to me for a reason?” “No, I just don’t know what to say since I can’t ask about HIM,” she grumbled. I sighed, “Get it off your chest, but I retain the right. Maybe it was a bit paranoid of me, but I could see one of my sluts showing up where I worked and making a scene. Sometimes I would meet a woman who refused to admit her craving to be used like the cheap slut she was, but it happened so infrequently that I did little more than show my disdain for her before seducing another. I was addicted to finding and seducing women. I would then heap abuse and degradation on them until I grew bored and went looking for a fresh pussy or ass for my cock. . I slept well that night and woke up with a hard on the next morning and so did J, I could see his underwear stretched upward when he pulled his covers off and just shook it, looked at me, then laughed and I did too.We rode our bikes to a diner and had breakfast, I felt my loose ass the whole ride. We had sat away from everyone else and all the while J kept turning our conversation back to what we had did the night before. Saying we should try it again later and I said it felt like a Cadillac.