She spent the night with me. We both slept in the same bed, but only had sex once. We felt safe doing it, because it seemed very unlikely he would wak... up from his deep sleep. She got on top of me, as we both were just in our bras and panties, and we began making out. I held her close to me. I guess I wanted her to truly know, that I wasn't angry with her. Anyway, there was one thing I wanted to try with her. I was sure she'd be into being fucked with a strap on, so I bought one. I got up, and. I wanted to hold the gaze until she couldn’t and I wanted to lean back as she swallowed me whole but it didn’t quite go that way.She poked her tongue tenderly at me. She dipped in and stabbed me with its stiff, soft wetness, she smiled back in search of an expressive reaction which came naturally as one of extreme pleasure. She toyed with me, played with me, tormented and tasted me, slowly and lovingly. She labored on her work, certain she knew that she was doing to me what had never been done. I was experiencing the most wonderful feelings. I looked down. I saw a head of tousled blonde hair. Stacie looked up at me. She had my penis in her mouth."Oh baby," I said, "Oh God! I'm going to come."She lifted her head for a moment, smiled and said, "Good." She returned to her task.I came. Very hard. I collapsed, incapable of movement. Stacie gave Mr. Willy a good-bye kiss and scooted up. She put her arms around me and kissed me. "Rest for a little while," she said, "I've had my breakfast.. She grabbed on quick and held. You must have hated her.’ ‘That’s complicated,’ she said. ‘I suppose I did, but I hated myself more. Such a fucking coward. I can’t really hate her all that long. She’s too exuberant. She sweeps you up in her tailwind. We’re friends because she’s fun and she brings me fun and I guess I bring her down to earth when she needs it, but only when she needs it.’ ‘And you’re both quite smart.’ ‘That doesn’t hurt,’ Jill nodded. She dug into the last of her French toast..