I slid my fingers onto her knee. Tracing back and forth along her smooth skin. “So - I take it I’m taking you back to my place?”She tilted her h...ad down, looking at me with the top of her eyes. “Really?” She gave me a look reserved for lesser idiots. “Are you really asking that?”I shrugged. “For all I know you’re a princess with a castle where you lure men into so you can have your way with them.”She snorted. “Please. I think we both know that can’t be true. I was a virgin before I met. .. her willingness to accept my sperm inside her. That meant a lot to me. Sure, she was protected, but I was the only man who got to do that.But what meant more to me was my own willingness to do that ... to be bare inside her.Because the thought of her getting pregnant by me was like a beautiful sunlit day, with blue skies.When we were finished, we cuddled while we caught our breath.“You have no idea how much I’ve missed that,” she said.“What about the others?” I couldn’t get them out of my. There was a hosted bar, and she went up and ordered a margarita. She moved away from the bar and saw a group of people enjoying their drinks and meeting one another so she joined them. She introduced herself and met six other people attending the conference. A few had arrived a little earlier than Janice and looked like they had gotten a head start on the free drinks. One of the ladies said that she needed a cigarette and would anyone like to join her. Janice volunteered as well as one of the. As I am doing this I feel him reach over and place his hand on my crotch, grabbing me firmly. "Oh, baby, I can feel how wet your are even through those jeans. Has my baby been being bad on the trip up?" It's a mostly rhetorical question. He knows me quite well by now. I manage to masturbate everywhere. He loves it. He was afraid at first that it meant he wasn't satisfying me. He's learned since that isn't the case. The more I masturbate the more sex I want to have. The more sex we have, the.