The next glass of wine saw me flirt with him.I took advantage of his reaction and bent over him, allowing him to smell my perfume and my female scent....e told me I was beautiful and asked me if I fucked.He took me aback but I smiled as we walked inside.He was quite a man.Nice big throbber, and as he pulled my top off and hooked his finger into my shorts, I was ready to let this happen, I wanted him to use me.I was married but I was sexed up and a little drunk and I just wanted to feel the hard. You sigh again wondering how she stayed friends with you all this time. Although you created a very successful dot com company (leaving you with a hell of a lot of money), many people have tag you with the label ‘nerd’ and steer clear far away from you. With all of that money, you snagged a very good apartment near the high school you go to. As you climb the second flight of stairs up to your apartment, you recall the time nearly ten years ago you first met Doe. She had been the new kid at. I mmm'd a long time, for she felt so velvety soft, and seemed to engulf my member with paradise. She didn't start up-and-down right away, but instead took my whole member in and turned her body back-and-forth for several minutes, which is just mind-blowing. Since she wasn't moving yet I reached up and began embracing her breasts, which brought deep breaths of satisfaction from Amy.After several minutes she said, "OK, let's begin" and put her hands on her thighs and began almost straight. "Oh, just like that, huh? A grand, on a finger?" Deon said, leaning forward, then back in his chair. "I can give you a grand but I don't know what the fuck you got left that's worth that much. All your white boy clothes damn sure don't add up to that, not that I want 'em anyway." A few moments of silence hung over the table. "Yo Deon," said his buddy on the left, tapping him on the arm. "How about the girl?" Deon thought for few seconds, then smiled broadly. "Damn, Chris! I gotta remember.