. do we have a deal?” I prompted Anna.“Now?” she asked, hoping that I might change my mind.“Yep ... strip now”.She stared at me for a moment...before she slowly unzipped the back of her dress, and then pulled it off over her head. She was naked under it except for her tiny white lacy panties.She had come braless to see me in the hope that wiggling her substantial chest at me would convince me to hire my restored London taxi to her for her wedding. Anna and her mother had come from England, and. She sat and got abused by the cats while I changed into nothing special.We went out for dinner, came back, watched a movie, pretty much mirroring the previous night. She was home before ten-thirty.Sunday we didn't get together. I did get a little email note.Barry-Thank you for dinner and the movie. You provide a very pleasant evening. I look forward to more.I have the evening shift at the burgerplace.J.I took that quickly and went about a normal Sunday, laundry, housework, other domestic. ...cause this baby needs to suckle badly". She said as she stood and dropped the lighting remote.I stood the stunned, this is it, this is where I stop being the regular straight guy and become bisexual in practice as well as intent.Her pvc gloved hand caressed my aching bulge, purring like the cat the got the cream, my arms pulling her closer. The delicate feminine perform belied the slutty outfit and obvious sexual intentions. Our lips met softly at first but then as the initial moment. At last she paused and looked into his eyes. ‘I want you inside me, James…’ she whispered. ‘Are you sure you’re ready.’ He grinned at her, breathing hard. ‘Yes…’ he whispered. Then she kissed him hard, her tongue slipping fully into his mouth. He felt her weight lift off of him a moment. Then her hand was around his cock and he moaned. It throbbed hard within her hand. She moaned a little at the mere feeling. She positioned it against the opening of her pussy, then gently lowered herself onto.