Ok, I know the question you have on your mind. No, I was not a virgin when I got married; which most girls of the modern era are not. Had I been, then...really it would have been a blot on virility of then young men in my college and society. Thankfully whatever transpired between the bedsheets, got buried there itself and didn’t reach my marital bed. Our happy days were of liberal fun and lots and lots of sexual activity. My hubby – I wouldn’t say is the best man to be in the bed with; but is a. He seemed to be a little reluctant so I very lightly touched his crotch with my fingernails. He was stiff and I ran my fingertips along the length. “Oooo, now that’s very nice,” I whispered. He glanced away nervously. I moved closer and kissed his neck as I gently squeezed his dick that was straining against his jeans now. “You’re not a real girl though, are you?” he said softly. “No, but so what? I want to suck your cock Steve and I’m not going to tell anyone,” I said as I leaned into. She stayed quiet which made her friends just think she was shy and naive about sex. Little did they know how much more she had done just this past weekend then they even knew. Still, all the talk raised more questions for her.In their naked cuddling session later in the evening on Wednesday, Lisa began asking more questions. “Dad?” she begins softly.“Yes sweetie?”“Have you ever had anal sex?”Tom nods his head and smiles, “Yes honey I have. Have you?” he asks teasing her back.“Daad!” she. While surfing I found a site that looked interesting, and before I really thought about what I was doing I signed up and searched for local women looking for a casual relationship. To my surprise, there were lots, and so many I couldn’t even browse them all. I sent out a few messages, not really thinking I’d ever get a response, but a beautiful woman named Pooja responded right away. She gave me her phone number and asked me to call her later in the day. I couldn’t wait to get the morning.