."So tell me about yourself, Mark!"She was talking to him! He stared back at her, never hard to do with a pretty teenager in a cheerleader's uniform. ...e tried to look into her eyes as he answered, but some mystical force sent his eyes back down to her bare, smooth legs."I'm...I'm an eng...engineer." An engineer? That's so cool! You must be really smart!"He blushed."So what kind of engineering do you do?" Um...I...um...well...I do dig...digital imaging. Scanners and graphics and stuff." He had. Again, you put a hand around my throat, squeezing just a little bit. Not hard enough to make me struggle for breath, but enough to let me know that you’re in control even though I’m on top.Pulling me down for a hard kiss, you rasp, “Take your pleasure. Show me how much you love riding my cock.”I ride you slowly, savoring the feel of you deep inside me. Grinding my hips hard against your pelvis, I move up and down at an almost lazy pace while teasingly squeezing your hardness with my pelvic. He was awesome and told me I was beautiful before ordering a cognac and asking for the table he’d reserved. We had a great dinner during which he asked where my husband was, mentioning him by name. I asked how he knew him. Apparently, they met at a few parties back when my man was with his former wife. Trevor never had a date at those times so he couldn't play with them because my guy said they only played with full swap couples. Technically, we have the same rule.Trevor went on to say he tried. Manys the time I've finished my business and glanced around at the spectators and expected them to be holding up score cards. It's all good sleazy fun, but when the nights draw in and the trees begin to shed their leaves and the action dries up, the alfresco cockaholics return to the warmth of their dens, to wait out the winter. So I decided I needed a regular fuck buddy, who could accommodate me during the winter months, somewhere toasty warm with a soft bed for unhurried man on man body.