She stroked my cock and I asked her, “Tell me about your hottest time.” “Okay.” Her fingers kept their steady rhythm. “It was my first thre...some.” “How many have you had?” “I’ve had threesomes with three pairs of men.” “When was it?” “Sophomore year of college. My boyfriend had bragged to his best friend about how good my blowjobs were, and one night the three of us had driven out to the lake. My boyfriend Jim started making out with me, and I said, ‘But Dave’s here.’ Jim sad, ‘Okay by me. She grew angry. “I don’t have toexplain my sex life to you,” she said.She then managed to tell me about my parents not too goodmarriage; that my Dad had an affair years ago with aclient and Mom found out; that the love hadn’t been intheir marriage in years and that she was waiting for meto go off to college before divorcing him.“But why are you fucking my friends?” I defiantly askedagain.That’s when Mom told me about asking them to help hermove out. She was my aunt’s best friend. Her visits to my aunt’s flat were more frequent almost every day. She was a friendly person. She soon became friendly with me as well.As her husband was in marketing he wasn’t usually home. I used to walk with her to school as it was on the road to my college. During those walks we used to talk a lot, our chatting soon turned flirt. I felt as if she wanted to feel young. I felt this love towards her, this attraction.Soon I used to praise her looks, tell her about. She had never playedvolleyball with Justin but she enjoyed it immensely. Since Justinwasn't going to join and it would be easier to sign up with a real nameand real address, she signed up using Justin's name.Justin on the other hand decided he wanted to know more about cooking.Karen was self-taught when it came to cooking and Justin thought thattaking a course would be fun. He decided he would fit in better if hewent posing as a woman. Justin had the same problem applying to theschool as.