I lost my virginity up at our lake house, to my uncle who was fifteen years older than me, when I was 16. I had been with several boyfriends before g...tting married to Jim and had enjoyed good sex with each of them, but I had decided that I would be happy to settle down and be the loving wife and be only with my husband after our wedding. Jim is a good husband and very good in bed. Within months after the wedding, Jim started talking to me in bed about swinging and being with other men and. It usually took me all of an hour at most to do my shopping. In and out, that's the way I shop. Katherine was sounding like tomorrow would be an all day excursion. If that's the case, kill me now.Katherine pointed to one shop and we headed there. As soon as we walked in I knew that I would never shop there. The clothes were what could be called 'trendy' and were definitely not a style I liked. A salesman walked up to our group as if he were doing us a favor, gave me a look like he'd stepped in. He then drew my nipple into his mouth, earning yet one more moan from me. He was sucking me, the sounds of his lips on my nipple and my moans and his hums of approval filling the room. Oh God, it felt so good. He used some teeth, lightly tugging at my nipple, while performing a similar action with his finger on its twin. For a second he left my boobs alone and he licked his fingers then resumed sucking my nipple and playing the other one. Oh, it felt even better when it was wet. He twirled my. Fiona couldn't help but feel relieved. The fuckboy she knew and loved was still there and not actually trying to role-play being married to her.She still felt a little dazed and stared down into her glass for a moment."I don't want you to get drunk, but that's a very fine chardonnay you're not drinking," he said before laughing.She took a sip then suddenly realized. "Did you just quote American Psycho?" Damian looked slightly surprised. "You're a hot married whore and you know Patrick Bateman.