Wo or me kafi ache dost ban gaye humari dosti facebook pe hue thi or hum ek hi collage me padhne lage . Humara collage uske ghar k pass hi tha so hum ...e bhot achhi dosti ho gae thi wo mera dost thi fiir v me use flurt karta tha wo mind nhi karti thi .Ek bar hua yuin ki humara exm tha so bus strike hone wala tha so me bus me aana jana kar ta tha or ek hi bus humareghar se clg tak aati thi to pinkey ne suggest kia tu humareghar pe ruk ja kal agar kuch probem hua to bus miss ho gaya to tera exm. I take off her collar and place iton the sink. We are both too spent for any further play. It has been an incrediblenight. We slide into bed nude, both too tired to slip on our pajamas. I take herin my arms and hold her close. She turns to me and says ?Thank you? beforedrifting off to sleep. I rise before her the next morning. She looks so innocent lying there. Nosign of the wanton slut from last night. I grab my robe and go quietly downstairs.I make coffee for myself and tea for her. In. I walk slowly down the stairs and then try and casually look up at the window to see what is going on. As I get across the square I look up and see Mark standing at the window...I can't tell what is going on until I spot Carrie behind him touching him before slowly dropping to her knees....I grab our overnight bag from the car and check in. I am very distracted by the thoughts of what Carrie is up to and what is going to happen when she comes back. I decided to head back to the bar to resist. I ended up finding myself on Craigslist in m4m section and posted an ad titled "bi-curious male seeks first time bottom experience." I got a ton of responses but none of them really caught my attention that is until I received an email from H. He was an older black male in his 40's who had recently separated from his wife. He described himself as 6'0 235 with a football build. Over the next few weeks we would chat quite a bit through email. We talked about our fantasies and sometimes we just.