"I did not take more than two sips right? Or was it three... or several more?" Fine! I got up to get the bottle and towel to cover myself after I'm do...e. This took me mere minute and I was soon back in my new-old favorite place.Time went by and sip by sip I found my mood getting better and mind wilder. While laying in the tub, I had already set my dating profile and started to look into the offering of my old hometown. I was somewhat surprised that there was a lot of guys that I had never met. It was apparent he wanted to engage in some fun as well. What the fuck, I thought. I sat next to him and we began to kiss. He was a rough kisser, too forceful and rough; his tongue all over the place causing saliva to drip to my chin. Before I knew it, he had pulled my shirt over my head and off. Topless yet again. This was becoming a common theme. His hands were as rough as his tongue as they greedily felt me up. I reached down into his shorts. He was already hard. I jerked his dick. I measured the soap, turned on the water, and set the timer. The machine started up. I felt the vibration under my palm and had a flash of an image of me pressed up against it, feeling it against me like a huge steel vibrator. While the machine filled, I went back upstairs. I made the beds in the first two rooms. The feel of the cool sheets under my hand as I smoothed them aroused me. The glimpses I caught of myself in the mirror aroused me. The smell of the sweaty underclothes in the hamper. A couple of moments before, she had been fingering herself toward orgasm. Now suddenly here she was, faced with this handsome boy, who was obviously attracted to her.She reached for the boy's hand and led him to the couch. She sat down very close to him; she could feel him trembling next to her.She had fucked no one but Dan for the past month. She had not wanted anyone else; it had been so good with him. But this boy was a special treat that had just appeared out of nowhere. She would probably.