Some ended in friendships, someended badly, and some just ended. Eventually I just came to theconclusion that I should enjoy the good times and not g...t too caught upon forever with anyone. Oddly I found that my relationships with womenalways tended to have me in the submissive role (which I enjoyed), but myrelationships with men were always best when I took charge and ranthings.----My last memorable "Real" man was the new good ole boy supervisor, Jimmy(don't call me James) they brought in at. Eric's car had ended up in a ditch just up the road. We decided with the storm we would all be staying at the cabin so we might as well enjoy it. Expecting a long weekend we started drinking and playing cards. With what Eric and Ken had seen when they walked in and the way Karen looked and was dressed it was impossible for them not to look at her and the more we all drank the more open it became, many lewd comments were made. Strip poker was suggested and you could tell Karen was turned on by. I told him I might be a while so why didn't he get a drink at the bar and I would meet him in 30 min. He left and I got out my lacy black top...but left off my bra. The top had a scooped neck and small straps. I had a nice jacket over it that had 3 buttons so when buttoned you could see the lace but not that I did not have on a bra. I also put on my crotchless black panties under my skirt. I went down to the bar....set down on the stool next to him and ordered what he had ....a Chopin. I stood above his cock, facing him, and then we kissed. Oh, good, he was a kisser and for that I was grateful. And what a kisser he was, perfect molding of our mouths together. I took a deep breath and impaled myself on the first inch of the cock. I thought I was going to pass out due to its thickness. Marcus laughed and said I could change my mind and I could suck him off instead. I said no way. After a minute of getting adjusted to that first inch, I took another deep breath and took.