My husband had tried to please me with his mouth, early in our marriage. I would lay on my back bored and frustrated while he lay between my legs lapp...ng at me like a thirsty dog until his tongue got tired and he mounted me for a few quick thrusts. After a while he didn’t try anymore, and I had convinced myself that I was just one of those women who didn’t like cunnilingus. In five minutes, Matt had utterly destroyed that myth. I loved cunnilingus and decided on the spot that I simply could not. Plunge she was about to take. Why am I even doing this, she wondered. Her fifth grade year had started with excitement. The elementary school had replaced the aging playground equipment with brand new heaps of blue and red twisted metal. Meghan was as happy as anyone about trying out the new toys. The new, bright-red fireman pole, however, caused the biggest excitement. When Meghan had first looked at it, the pole seemed to go straight up into the sky. Many of the kids in her class were too. That was a big mistake because I quickly had my cock out and was stroking myself in keeping with the action on the TV screen. I was so engrossed in jacking off as I watched the DVD that I didn't hear or see Pam return far earlier than I'd expected."What are you doing, Tom?" I heard Pam say as she pushed my bedroom door open as I was stroking myself firmly up and down. I realized there was no keeping my secret so I just admitted to my sister what I'd been doing. "I'm getting off, or I was just. " David began. He was sitting on the end of the bed taking off his shoes."O.K." I said quietly.I stopped unbuttoning my blouse and waited, not sure what was coming. Phyllis and Mark had dropped us off in our driveway and our suitcases still lay in the corner where we had dropped them. The weekend had been exciting, but of course a bit scary. Pairing off to sleep with our friends' spouses was quite a different matter than secret indiscretions that could be selectively ignored or hidden. That.