Susan, well she could be Kate’s sister. She was not quite her mom’s height yet and her tits were more perky but sometimes you could tell she had t...e same nipples. So I d**g my bachelor, no life having ass over to their place on a Friday night when I should be out enjoying my freedom. I made the right choice as you all will find out soon enough.Kate met me at the door with a little firmer then her normal hug, pressing her still fairly firm breasts into me, and then gave me a little peck on the. “Hi Wendy” he said as he walked toward me, “had a hard day in the office, when are you going to let me massage your shoulders for you to relieve your tension,”“Stop it Richard, you know I would scare you off if I took up your offer, besides I,m old enough to be your mum,” and laughed,“That’s no problem, I could be your toyboy then, and we could play with each others toys” he joked.We walked over to his desk and I signed out, and as I went to walk away he looked me straight in the eye and said. "What do you want?" Ralph repeated. "Do you want to become a call girl?" Maybe. I'm not sure. I know I don't like the way things are, but I don't want to be 'in the business'. I don't know what I want." Do you want an 'open marriage'?" Ralph asked, patiently. "If I agree to that, would you want to get married then?" Maybe. Are you saying you'd agree?" she asked, starting to brighten."How the hell do I know. Do you love me? How the hell can you love me if you want to fuck other guys?" I do love. I had been seeing my boyfriend for a couple of years and knew all of his friends really well. Many a night we had been to parties and crashed over at each other's houses. Nothing ever happened too naughty and the most we ever saw of each other was people walking around in their underwear. Generally the girls underwear was conservative when it was on display. We saved the sexy stuff for more private ventures. Anyway, one night we'd all been out and a few of us ended back at my parent's house. It.