Call me when you get a chance. You still owe me a date later this week. John P.S. I’m missing one or two buttons so if they turn up you’ll know wh...se they are. Samantha smirked. Memories of last night swirled through her brain and made her flush. Last night was more than just a good time. It was the best sex of her life. Her body felt sore and used, and she loved it. She looked over at her bedside clock. It was ten in the morning. Maria, her maid, would have seen to Brianna’s breakfast by now.. He smiled at me the moment our eyes engaged. He had a very confident smile and a sparkle in his eye that drew my feet cautiously across the floor to him.“Hi! I’m Ben. Come, sit with me,” he said.He was a sexy-looking man, maybe in his mid-forties, with a thick head of black hair and dazzling blue eyes. I was quickly becoming attached to his looks, and I sat next to him. “Hi, Ben, I’m Reyanna.”“I don’t think I ever heard that name before. Very pretty, like you. Your first time here?”“Am I that. .. Hilda’s boobs were no longer a deterrent! She was so enthusiastic about actually DRIVING the instructors snuck in a few freebies.Of the 8 girls and one guy, Hilda made the most progress and advanced to skillful.“It’s too damn bad that girl is so damn big,” said Skip. “She’d have a chance at the pros if she was smaller. Not that I mind her size ... watching her walk is distracting. God ... she makes me wish I was single.”The So Much Fun she was on about was the 180 into and out of reverse .... In fact, I had only eyes and my pussy tingled for only two people, Mary and Scott.Mary and Scott are my friends and, truth be told, I had been the ‘fling’ of each one of them before they became a couple. But I always had the crush to both, and had that wish of getting laid by them at same time. However, opportunities didn’t came and they saw me usually as only a friend. But what to do when you don’t want to be just that ‘friend’ anymore?I didn’t knew what to do anymore, I played with myself too.