I have these memories... and I don't even know the wholestory, they're just things that got dragged in with the other stuff.Like, when I was putting t...e bra on, it reminded me of the time TristanSawyer and I made out all night in his mom's basement, back in '96.Except I know that didn't happen to me." She sniffled a little, on theverge of tears, "and I don't feel like Simon very much. When I was him,I was so high-energy, you know?" Yeah, I know," But now I just feel... more relaxed. At ease, I. He and I got along very well and we were able to talk quite fluently about a great number of topics. Sex however was not one of them, well not until my husband dropped this on me.My husband decided that we should become swingers! Oh my god, I never saw that one coming at all. I was stunned, it was so out of the question that I never gave it any serious thought. So far out of my realm of reality that I even blurted it out to our son. I was just that incredulous over his suggestion. My son, bless. But Italy is a very Catholic country, so while I don't hide the fact that I date and sleep with women, I do not flaunt that fact, particularly at my place of employment. By the same standard, or perhaps a different one, it is acceptable and even expected for a man and woman to date, so I do not hide it as much. I have been flirting with you since you came to the office, and was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to notice. If you really pay attention, you will see I actually flirt with. I began to finger fuck her; then I inserted my other finger and started masturbating her. I took out my fingers and began to rub her clitoris. She moaned out in pleasure.I rose up and looked down at her. Her sari was in disarray and only covered her waist. Her thunder thighs were spread out in all their glory and her clean shaven wet vagina shone through. I bent down and put my head between her thighs and attacked her clitoris with my tongue. She smelled so nice there. I gave her a series of.