"Bob's a good man, but he's not half as good in bed as you are." Some men might have felt good at the complement and it was nice to hear on one level,...but on others I found it bothersome."You really are a slut," I sighed as I stood."Where are you going?" she asked."Bathroom," I replied. "I'll be back." Good," she grinned, but I could tell that she was already half asleep. We'd fuck again in the morning and then I'd leave before Bob was due home.I walked into the bathroom deep in thought. It. I had bought a several different sizes because I didn't know exactly which one would be right for me. I bought them small to large, from a little four-inch ivory vibrator all the way up to a big blue nine-and-a-half-inch dildo. Over time I managed to be able to use all of them. I really like being able to pick just what size boyfriend I want when I am in the mood. I placed the box on the corner of the bed and looked through it wondering just which toy I should use. I thought about the video,. I want to pick you up at 6, is that OK?" Six would be great, Where are we headed, how should I be attired?" There is a new Thai restaurant out on the highway. Would skirts andsweaters describe it right?" You mean like business casual? Or drag?" I'm rolling in the floor laughing. Yes, business casual. You know what Imean!" Good, I will see you at 6."As I hung up the phone, I thought about our conversation. George was reallyturning me on. Here was a guy with about the same life experience. We. And so you shall! But..." she looked up at me with her blue eyes and ran the tip of her tongue over her lips as she cupped my balls with one hand and grabbed my shaft with the slender fingers of her other hand and began to slowly masturbate me. "But? But what, Daddy?...what's the 'but'"? she frowned, her pretty little face looking up at me and framed by her matted, bobbed hair. I smiled and stroked her cheek as I gently pushed two fingers of my other hand inside her tight, warm cunt and began.