In middle school I was feminine, and everyone thought I was, but I kept denying it. For years, I lied to myself. I had probably five real girlfriends... All of them were madly in love with me, but I never was in love with them. In fact, I remember the day I knew I was gay, and that same day was the day I had my first gay sexual experience. I had seen the fliers around school for football tryouts and I decided to go, hoping it would make Dad proud and put some hair on my chest. I got there, and. I didn't see you coming." "Please, its the Christmas Party. Tomorrow we'll have to go back to being stuffy but tonight would you please call me 'Barb'? And you are Lee, you're a paralegal and I'm embarrassed to admit I've forgotten your last name." "Its Waters, Miss Clausen. Lee Waters." "Nice to meet you Lee, again," Barb laughed as she held out her hand. "And its 'Barb' please Lee, especially on a night like this. 'Miss Clausen' reminds me I'm old and single." "Well nonsense, Barb," Lee. The relationship between the two of us somehow became deeper and it's true that sometimes it would be nice to suck or ride that huge anaconda, but my life was still perfect. I wrote it off as a wild one-night stand, a bit of debauchery, after which I returned to my beloved husband as a devoted and faithful wife. That night was all about instinctual sex, but with Adam I had intimacy too. So at this moment he was ramming my wet pussy while we were standing in the shower and he lifted one of my. Our kisses continued as fingers and hands stroked, sought, and stripped the clothes from our bodies. She burned against me, as our bodies moved. I picked her up and took her to bed, our lovemaking urgent. At the moment that my swollen organ penetrated her, I felt such a heat arising from her as slowly it slid down into her, and this continued, burning its way through my body to inflame every nerve ending and desire that I owned. Our dance of love reached heights I scarcely had known possible,.