Her fingers worked in and out, in and out, working his tight hole as her thumb rubbed hard under his balls. Her other hand gripped his cock tightly, s...ueezing every time her fingers slid inside his ass. "Tell me how good it feel" she whispered in his ear as she teased him, his body twitching with every whisper. "Fuck me it feels so good" "How good my little slut, tell me how much you want it" Her hands started moving faster, squeezing tighter and sliding deeper as she bit his neck,. The dinner itself had been a great success, at least on the surface. They had talked easily and with increasing openness as the evening progressed, aided somewhat by the bottle of very good wine David had ordered for them, and by the end of the meal they were well on the way to being comfortable with each other. The sexual magnetism between them was still very much present, though of course unacknowledged.They’d shared a cab on the way home. They’d stopped at Chelsea’s address first and. We did talk about his crossdressing sometimes, and it provided wonderful opportunities for secretly shared jokes. Then one night about 1 AM I was down in the kitchen satisfying a sudden craving for bagels and lox. I was really hoping to fall asleep soon so I hadn't turned on the lights, the little nightlight was enough. As I sat at the kitchen table I heard footsteps on the stairs. The kitchen light blazed and there was Richard, wearing a very pretty blue flowered nightgown and bunny slippers.. . I mean, when we..." Oh, no," Leah said, looking away again. There was a hint of shame and disappointment in her voice. "My first time was with that guy who lived upstairs in my dorm."Years ago, the four of us sat up late at night with wine and liquor and shared our loss of virginity stories. As far as I knew, Leah's first was after a night of drunken lust. She said she never spoke to him again after that, and doubts he even remembered their encounter."But it should have been you," she.