On several occasions I would have men wrapped around my finger until I noticed them looking at my wedding ring and it would die instantly. I soon bega... removing my wedding ring at work and putting it back on as I left. I knew my husband wouldn’t appreciate that so I of course didn’t tell him.One of my coworkers was named Nick. He was a very handsome guy, probably about 3 years younger than me, college aged as most my coworkers were. There was no doubt that Nick liked me and though I tried to. That struck a nerve; I had always been very self-conscious about my body. Its maleness, its bulk, its lack of grace, lack of speed... the thought of being in that shell was overwhelming me with desire. "What about relationships?" "She's had quite an active social life, a couple of long-term relationships, but nothing at this time. In other words you won't be tied to a guy you don't want. Heck, you can be lesbian, bi, whatever pleases your girlish heart." Oh, she was getting to me. I wanted to. That sent me over the edge too and I orgasmed. My cunt squeezing him forcing more of his semen up and out of his big cock. I sprayed his balls with my essence. I have always been a squirter. His big cock started to soften and he reluctantly pulled it out. I collected myself and stood up and turned around. I stepped toward him and gave his big cock a squeeze and kissed him on the lips. I whispered, “I have to go.” I turned and jogged down the trail, leaving him dumbfounded and satisfied. I. I declined because I suspected that the shopping trip may be very interesting - knowing how unpredictable and "out-there" that she could be.We scouted a few shops before she found one in an out of the way arcade. It seemed to have some very sexy gear, and she was keen to check out their small scraps of lace that they called underwear.On entry to the shop we found a woman behind the counter who was truly beautiful - very petite and she looked to be a native of the islands. She spoke beautiful.