Mandy was looking at Emma rather annoyed. She was indeed having a greattime. She was thinking of asking everyone back to her apartment or tosuggest th...y have a meal together."Sorry," Emma said. "We have a busy day tomorrow, and stuff to dotonight. It was nice meeting you both."She smiled and waved at the rather confused looking Pedro and Philippeand grabbing Mandy's arm they left the now very crowded bistro. "We can grab some takeaway on the way home," said Emma as they walked upthe street to. I wasflirting outrageously but with the thought in my mind of how `out of myleague' I thought she was, I never expected anything to happen. To myalcohol fuelled surprise we ended up eating each other's faces, completelymissing the last half of the gig. Just when I thought it was going to be`back to tent time' with her, she was dragged off by her mates and I didn'tsee her again. It left me on a high though; here was I, a married man in mymid forties having had two sexual experiences over the. Skin on my ... um...” he trailed off.“The skin on your what?” she asked. Monica had never studied the male organ. Sex education in Wide Ford was minimal and very birds and bees oriented.“This is weird,” he sighed.“No it’s not,” she said. “We’re friends. You’re helping me understand things. I don’t feel weird and you don’t need to feel weird, either.”“I guess I’m just not used to talking about my penis with a girl,” he said, his voice cracking a bit.“Your penis? Is that what got stretched? I. I had my willy out and my fingers were slowly rubbing the tiny length up and down while she explained that he was going to fuck her in her bed at home, she was going to make a point of being as loud as she could to make sure her parents and sister knew she was fucking someone that they would discover wasn't myself! I was on the edge but wanted to make it last as long as I possibly could so as she carried on describing how her family were going to guess that I wasn't good enough to please her I.