I WASN’T ALONE. I’M NOT A FREAK OF NATURE! About 6 years later and 3 years into my marriage I got busted looking at wetting and desperations pics....Damned history. Oh boy I gotta spill the beans, my worst fear. After some time she lightened up and even on occasion played along. I was pleased that she thought enough to at least try. O.K. long story short we got a divorce. Now to reason for the post.For the last 9 months I have been dating a wonderful lady that I just adore. Early on in the. Had we even officially broken up? After a while, I did send a photo, but with a note warning that I would most likely end up chickening out. His response made me hard instantly:"Here's an idea: don't chicken out. Text this number and come over and suck some cock(s)."I don't know what it was about this reply that convinced me. Something about it made him seem like a nice guy. I didn't even ask to see photos of their faces but just immediately texted back, "ok, I'm in. where are you?" I had. A few others went to their relatives for the weekend. I didn’t have a holiday, so I had to work. I was alone and was bored. Crazy thoughts came to me about the pizza night.Should I try it again? How can I make it more seductive? Can I be nude? Can I touch his dick? What if the guy touches my boobs or ass? I got goosebumps thinking about it. I finally decided I should act like I am drunk. So this way, I can get away with it.I ordered the pizza, and this time I did cash on delivery. So I get some. The feel of her boobs over her bra got me excited and I slowly with my other hand lifted her tee a bit from bottom and started circling my finger around her navel. Feeling the excitement, she took my hand which was on her boobs and moved it inside her bra. I was feeling her naked boobs, touching her nipples, sometimes pressing them and caressing the nicely.She was getting all charged up, and suddenly she placed her one hand over my dick which was getting rock hard. She felt it getting hard and.