I didn’t want to tell him how much I liked shopping for clothes, so I told him I liked cheerleading and was interested in some of my classes, though...most of it was doing what I was assigned. I didn’t think about loving my subjects. I just did them. For a few minutes, we were both silent, eating the soup, taking sips of wine. He looked at me, and I don’t think anyone had ever looked at me like he did. I felt he was really trying to see me, know me, and it aroused something in me to feel his. You feel the large hard cock nuzzle your holes, then finally push hard and enter your tight virgin asshole. The size of his cock makes you gasp, it feels even thicker than before, you can almost feel the veins pulsing in the hardness of it. The man starts sodomizing you as the room looks on, stroking their cocks and pussies as they watch you take the cock. “Look at her take it, she likes it in the ass. Little whore. Mmmm..” As he finds his rhythm, he fucks your ass deeper, slapping your cunt. I had a few back and forth email conversations with some likely candidates, but it just never materialized. I was looking to stay super discreet (God knows I didn't want the k**s or ex-wife to find out about my kinky perversions) and to be honest, I usually ended up chickening out. I was the definition of a Craigslist "flake."One weekday I took the afternoon off from work to get some stuff done around the house. But by about 2pm, I was craving to dress up and take my new dildo for a spin. It. But she kept answer for more detail. I suppose I could have told her that I let two dogs fuck me and then took a pony but perhaps I would skip that part. It was getting close to knock off time when she came up and asked me if I would to go for a drink. There was no doubt that I was become rather fond of her but kept remembering Mrs Walden’s warning about mixing work and pleasure. I was sure she could see Teena was wanting to be more than a workmate.I said ok, I was up for a drink. We went into.