I was really shy at work so I didn’t really know anyone, except for getting occasionally hit on by the new guy. So I was standing there, in a wrongl...-fit sailor-girl outfit, back to the wall, staring down by half-finished cup of vodka and lemonade, thinking about leaving soon. His living room had been converted to the dance floor and the blaring House music was causing my co-workers to bump and grind against each other, girls in tight, slutty costumes and guys in jeans and festive t-shirts. I. I had never sucked a cock, but had seen a lot of them. And they fascinated me. Small cocks that seemed so little could grow to be very thick, others were very long and grew only a little, but were big no matter what. I have been and still am fascinated by men's cocks because of their magical ability to go from soft to hard and back. When I sucked that first cock I felt something inside of me change. I felt a sense of purposeness. It felt right. When that first man came in my mouth I was. Plus he had something to look forward to.He leaned forward and spoke quietly to Elizabeth, "You know it's my dance lesson tonight?"Elizabeth nodded. He continued, "And, it looks like I'll have company. Anne wants to learn, too." How on earth did you manage that, Stan?" she asked him in surprise.Stan shrugged. "I dunno, just did!" he said, eyes down in front of him at his desk."Well done, anyway!" Elizabeth told him, with a grin.Later that morning, Anne came to see him. She took his 'visitor's. I gently pulled out and lay next to Annette who immediately snuggled close so we could cuddle. I put my arm around her and she sighed deeply.“I understand why Maria Cristina chose you as a lover. She’s very lucky.”“She’s actually dating someone now,” I said. “So we’re no longer lovers.”“She wrote me that she was seeing a Naval officer, but I assumed from everything you two said about your situation, that you were still lovers.”“Her Naval officer would not understand,” I replied. “In fact, other.