She was a striking oriental.Each one of them were friends because of their looks and contacts and theround of social contacts they shared. Each was sl...m and gorgeous - perfectfigures honed by effort or carved by a surgeon's scalpel.Each had a perfect life.And everything to lose... IIGemma grinned, holding up the tray in front of her as she re-entered thelounge."This is it girls. You're going to love it."The others looked round at her, Kim and Sam craning over. ‘I suppose.’ ‘What’s it like?’ ‘What’s what like?’ ‘You know.’ Kate gestured to her crotch. ‘The thing.’ Oh, that. Did she come her just so she could watch 3Cs? ‘Having a dick?’ Kate blushed, ‘Yeah.’ Charlotte sat up suddenly interested in this conversation. ‘It’s no different than anything else. (Sorta) I could ask you what it’s like to have just a pussy….. Do you want to see it?’ ‘No, that okay, I just won…dered….’ It was already too late. Charlotte had stood up and dropped her towel.. A few months ago she had been a demure mother and wife. She could count on one hand the number of lovers she’d had. No one had ever pushed her buttons like John. Before she met him, sex had been almost a chore, something which lasted 10 minutes once or twice a month and was solely to keep her husband happy. She had always thought there was more to it than this: she’d read and fantasised about mind blowing sex, but always believed it was something she would never experience. John had changed all. He knew he had to stop her before he exploded and pulled slightly away from her before dropping down to his knees as well. Then they were beside each other on the carpet in the middle of the lounge floor. She undid the clasps on her bra and took it off revealing her 40d breasts to him. She was now like him uncontrollable as he said ‘I want you now’! She rolled on to her back saying ‘Take me then’, why she said that she didn’t know as it was not the language she used normally. He almost ripped.