Once a week, we would go through the motions and have sex. Work, k**s and stress became the mantra and we slowly got to the point of sex maybe once pe... month. She seemed fine with that, I was not. I needed some physical contact. I expressed my displeasure. It did not go over well. We fought about sex and our fights ended up with a trip to counseling. After counseling we decided to just stay together for the sake of the k**s. We went back into the once a month sex rut. I jerked off almost every. The last time I saw her she had long red hair that she would put up in a pony tail or a hair clip to keep from seeing just how long it really was. I could not wait to see if she had a collection of heels and well of course nylons. As I approached her apartment door she was eagerly awaiting my arrival. The door open rather swiftly for me to enter, expressing that she had used the main bathroom to finish getting ready. My eyes could not stop looking her over from head to toe. She was a business. . "And with that, he to ok her dainty hand and raised it to his lips. "Oooo. You're a Fancy Dan, huh?", she laughed."I've always noticed how nice your hands are"."My hands?!", Cindy said."Among other things", Ted responded with a sly grin.Cindy took Ted's coat and laid it over the recliner. Then she took a seat on the edge of the sofa, and patted the cushion next to her, inviting Ted to join her."Actually Ted, I'm not sure how this encounter should start. I've never been down this path. Davis! Hi!. As we chatted for about 20 minutes and how i made excuses why im here so late, i pretended that i got a phone call from a friend saying that i haven't fucked a a milf yet. Even though i had already fucked my sister's babysitter's hot mom. Which was the rule when you turn 18. As she asked me i acted like no i cant and she kept saying you can trust me, as i told her the ritual. She kind off paused and said well... its almost the end of the school year you can take me... As i said well.