"That's just great," Debbie muttered grumpily, "I'm only twenty two, I'm the one who's supposed to have the hot dates."She was feeling irritable and r...stless again and on an impulse she stepped out into the back garden. Amateur"Afternoon Debbie." Mr. Groves as usual was lying in wait.Debbie walked over to the fence."Afternoon Mr. Groves, what are you doing?" she asked a little bit sulkily.He looked at her for a moment and then held up a little figure that he was painting. "I like to make little. My mouth opened for air and his tongue forced it's way in.He kissed me deeply and forceful.ly, to the point where my jaw began hurting. Regardless of that my hips were gyrating.After the long impassioned kiss he let me go, I slid to the ground on my knees, my legs unable to hold me any longer.He rubbed his cock in front of my face, I could feel saliva building in my mouth.I opened wide and dreadfully accepted the hard rubber shaft into my mouth.I could taste his pre-cum already leaking into my. A year later, we married, I just turned eighteen, he twenty-three. I’ve never known another man. Now twenty-five, I’m meeting my first real date. I’m being me, at last. Conversing with myself between stoplights, I rewrote my personal history to justify meeting a man, not my husband.Approaching Michael’s restaurant in Sunnyvale, our meeting place, however, my rationalized confidence dissipated, replaced with timid reality.I’m risking my marriage, family, my world. I should go home. I knew I. Hence she knowing me since my childhood was obvious. Whenever she used to visit us, she used to bring me a lot of gifts and I used to hug her and be with her as I was a child and she too was very fond of me.As puberty struck me, I realised there’s more to that woman than just her sweetness. She was quite the sex diva, a real milf! And since I am already into mid aged women (readers take a hint ;)) I used to notice a lot and my creative mind used to build up these amazing fantasies.Since its.