Slowly he began to unwind, her soft voice and gentle attitude helping enormously, she then broached the subject of his sex life, by now he was very fo...thcoming.He had lost his cherry to a friend`s mother at 16, then as a fit and man he had s**ttered the usual wild oats, till at 25 he met his wife to be marrying her after a year. Their sex life was the usual pattern, starting with a rush and a try anything approach, tapering a bit after the birth of the first, and then second c***d after a. This time he wanted to fuck me without lube, because it felt better that way, as he said.He entered without too much trouble and started fucking me faster and faster. The absence of lube was noticeable; my asshole became very hot. It did not hurt, however. As he was pounding me, the bed was shaking and squeaking. His hands were holding my head and shoulders, pushing me down into the sheet. I was moaning softly. I enjoyed not being in control and serving as his cum dump.Suddenly he stopped. The. Perhaps that's exactly what I did need.*****It went well, dinner at Kristi's.Kevin and Marty got along as well as men meeting each other do.Drinking beer and watching Friday night footy on the couch, makingoccasional sport related comment; whilst Kristi and I pottered in thekitchen drinking New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc, and nattering awaycomfortably.I never usually drank white; but then I'd never really been big onbeer either. I had a strong suspicion my new form wouldn't take toJameson's like I. Entering the small kitchen area I find the iced champagne bottle and two chilled glasses. I notice the table is set for two I need only light the candles when the time comes to nourish ourselves. A note telling me everything I requested is here and our dinner is kept warm. I am very happy I was able to get it all done and never let on to you what tonight would bring. I flip the stereo on and the room softly fills with soft music. I hand you your glass full of champagne and I carefully lower.