"Mmm, I like a man who wears boxers. Even a man who doesn't," she said as she pulled them down. "Oh, look here, I remember this. This is pretty much w...at started our friendship. Hmm, that makes it a little difficult to tell people how we met. Maybe we should dream up an alternate story?" I rather like the real story, Alex," as she pulled me by the hand to her bed as she swept back the covers. She turned and we embraced again, now her hand gripping me firmly, both of us knowing what we. ” Another nod.I took another gulp of air, “Well, they were more than just ‘friends’. Adriana… and Tanner… were a lot more than friends in college.”He was looking at me with wide eyes, “You mean…?”“Uhuh, for two years… I never knew.” Dad looked just as shocked as I’d expected. One of the things that had impressed them about her, back when we were dating, was her ‘innocence’, that she was so ideal for their only son.“I learned a lot that night.” Dad started to say something, but I shushed him,. As he came around the back of the house, he spotted Megan lying on the lounge chair, and was stopped dead in his tracks and muttered. "Holy shit." Not only could he see her breasts as clear as day, her neatly shaved cunt was also quite visible. He stood there a few moments enjoying the sight, but didn't want to take the chance of Megan seeing him gawking at her and quickly slipped through the back door. He had seen Megan in very sexy bikinis before, and never really paid much attention to her. Oddly enough, when I was young I used to dream about rescuing the tied up princess’ from the bad guys, without really understanding that the tied up part was more important to me than the rescuing. The first girl I had a D/s relationship had started off on the night I met her by telling me that her father had spanked her as a child. After about her third reference to being spanked and having a kinky demeanor myself, I finally suggested we go back to my place for a ?warm-up?. That.