Asshe saw heads turn in her direction, she started to relax and to breathin the feeling of power that she felt.Suddenly a rather fat middle aged man d...essed from head to foot inrubber crawled over and started to try to get near her shoes.'Please mistress, would you whip me, just a little?'Sarah tried to kicked him away but he lay there, obviously persuadingher to kick him some more.'Will you just fuck off you old creep.' said Sarah. Roberta started togrunt from beneath his gag, but with his. Perhaps most amazing of all, and I don’t expect you to believe this, I was still a virgin at the age of twenty-one. My virginity got in the way of real relationships. My intention, based on some combination of conservative schools and conservative parents, was to “save myself” for marriage. Fear of pregnancy factored in a little, but I had enough faith in science that it didn’t weigh me down. Do you know how many fingers you need to count the number of guys that age who accepted my common sense. She reminded him that they were both married and she wouldn't cheat on her husband. This was what he was waiting for and now he was going to make her fantasy come true in a big way.He walked behind her and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. He made believe he was comforting her as his hands moved up and down along her body. Pretty soon he let his fingers brush over her nipples. As soon as they did she pulled away and covered her breasts with her hands. She looked very angry as she warned. It was cold!I left the full cup crookedly placed on the saucer and went into the living room, plopping down on the couch. With my elbows digging into my knees, I cradled my face in my hands fretting that I had messed up my life, and my son's life.My eyes popped open and I turned. I was lying on the couch and the slamming front door awoke me. I rolled off the couch and ran to catch up to Jeff. We needed to talk. I was still sleepy, distraught, and out of control, so much so that I collided with.