She glanced self-consciously at Terry as she ladled peanut butter on bread. Shaking her head, she repeated herself. "Uh-uh, later."Did Terry know his ...ame? Is that why Katy refused to grant my request? Had he been in my house? Had he fucked my wife in my bed while my c***dren were in the house? No. If my c***dren knew him, it wasn't because they had seen her with him in our bed. Katy would have been discreet, especially around the c***dren. "Do I know him?" I asked persistently."Later, dammit!". He was looking forward to this uninhabited weekend. He would drive her past the point of reality into a demanding realm of passion, desire, and unending orgasms.Her fingers reached down, driving into his ebony silk strands. Her need her sole focus as she used her strength to hold his mouth tight against her sex as an orgasm ripped through her. She became oblivious to everything but the sweet tingles flaring through her body.As she came floating down from her high, she once again became aware of. And then I decided to just go for it, I sat down on his lap, facing him with my knees at both sides of his legs. I locked my finger behind his neck and moved closer to him."What are you doing?" he asked a bit surprised."The thing I came for," I said, almost whispering.I moved a little closer to him, and he said, "But ... I thought you were into girls?"I moved even closer, kissed him on the lips, and then whispered, "I want to know if I can do it with boys too." What?!" he said very surprised.. ."then we were going to have sex one night, my first time ever, and I overheard him talking to someone on the phone. The bastard was only with me for a bet, and he was saying this was his night to collect." Bloody hell," I said, "I'm surprised he didn't put you off men for life?" He nearly did," she confessed. I asked what happened then. "Well Max, basically we got back to his flat, I put him in a judo hold, told him what I thought of him and left, but not before I wrenched a few of his.