I still prefer it with men."That was a relief. We sat on my deck and looked at the town while sharing a bottle of wine and some cheese, relaxing after...our exertions in the shower. Amy, always chatty, told me how she had done it with women twice, once in college with a girl in her sorority, and once in upstate with a woman she met at a bar. Both times it more out of curiosity than lust, and even though both were nice she still preferred men."Cunnilingus feels nice, but it's kind of gross to do. One of my fondest memories is of a night when my parents had gone out and I was home with a babysitter. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't keep my eyes or my mind off of her as we sat watching TV. She had a hot body, long slender legs and nice jiggly titties. Sitting in a chair across the room from her I would frequently glance over to see if I my catch a peek under her skirt and several times I did get to see her panties. That's all it took to give me a nice boner which was clear for her to. There was a gleam in his eyes she’d not seen before.“You look really nice tonight, Mary.”“Thank you, Mr. Grant. I haven’t seen you favor that turtle neck in quite a while.”“I’m glad you remember it. I knew you liked it.”Mary didn’t like it, but, she loved him.Their friends had marked this attempt at a date as a mistake, a failure. But, they knew better.Sitting side-by-side as his Edie-no-more had wed for the second time seared their relationship, had reignited a fire that had come dangerously. Pretty over pumped lips, long blonde hair, and of course, hergigantic boobs. the only difference was my shapely rear. looking over myshoulder again, i eyed my son stroking slowly off, as if he was stalkinghis prey, waiting for his moment to pounce. i looked at him in the mirror,and smiled. he looked shocked, like the memory of forcing his dad intothis suit had disappeared. he came up behind me, his hand gently grabbingmy ass. he kissed me on the back of my neck, sweeping my hair out of .