Sheeven asked my opinion on which was the best tampon. I told her that at myage I was, thankfully, past caring about tampons. She laughed so hard. Ila...ghed with her and that was the way the evening went. She even offeredto set me up with her gynecologist. She had the sweetest smile when shemade that offer. I wondered if I should take her up on the idea. A womanmy age really has to keep up with her mammograms and pap smears.After the obligatory girl with girl trip to the Ladies Room we left. Before I could argue the drinks were ready and I said what the hell. Cheers. We sat at a table and sipped the cocktails. Ummm this is pretty good. What is it? Kim asked. I said Jameson ginger, as I took another sip. What’s that Kim asked. Whiskey and ginger ale I snapped back. Why do you have to be so nasty? She replied. You know I have a lot of things I’d rather be doing also, but I’m not acting like a jerk. Just make the best of it. I paused and thought she’s right. No matter. ”We lay on his bed and - “Well, we were both in bed naked,” - quick scramble to get clothes off, “and then you said . . . . . . “ I put my fingers to his mouth. "Put it in me, please daddy, I just can’t wait any longer, I’ve been waiting all day and you seem to have been hard all day too" I whispered, eyes closing, legs opening and raising toward him. He leaned over me and guided his cock to my vulnerable little slit and I was suddenly wracked with doubts. I could see my tiny pussy and she. ” “Thanks. Don't you think Connie will be a little upset if she hears you say that? After all, she invited you.” She started laughing. I looked a little closer. Mouth a little wider, eyes slightly different. “Hi Cindy. Still, you look great! Nice dress.” I'd never spent much time around Cindy. I'd had a class with Connie back in high school, and now worked with her. Cindy stayed with a much more exclusive crowd. Connie fit in with that crowd too, but she was much more willing to broaden her.