To many, myself included, she was the perfect looking woman. Extremely pretty, but just short of flawlessly gorgeous. “Morning baby, sleep well?” ...he asked as she bent forward and pecked me quickly on the lips, no hint of sarcasm or undercurrent in her voice. I didn’t think she knew about Amy, and I certainly wasn’t going to bring it up. “Not bad, where’s everyone else?” I asked casually. “Your father went with Tony and Amy on a snorkeling trip, I was too exhausted.”“Yeah, I bet” I said with a. ‘No, you lied to me yesterday and never sucked mine’ I told him. ‘I promise I’ll suck yours today but lets have another beer first then I have an idea’ he said to me. We got another beer and we sat on the sofa and drank it. I was slowly stroking his cock and he would stroke mine a few times them stop just to keep me interested. I leaned over and slid his cock in my mouth and started sucking his wonderful meat for about 5 minutes when he stopped me. We finished our beers and when I got up to go. ”In my ignorant youth, that was all I needed. Spinning around my cock was now at full size, fighting to be let loose and desperate for satisfaction.Walking toward Heather I saw her eye open wide: “It looks much bigger in this light,” she whimpered.“Don’t worry, it’s not going in your mouth,” I replied with a grin.Pushing her onto her back lightly I moved her legs so that I could see her dripping pussy clearly. Gently I placed my tip against her heat and slowly pushed forward. For the first time. "Fuck! I remember way back in Infants School; she'd show you her knickersfor a bite of your toffee apple," the other responded, laughing wickedly."My Uncle Stan reckons they'll bury her in a Y-shaped coffin!"They both broke into peals of laughter and then one of them saw me anddigged the other in the ribs and the laughing stopped.Call me na?ve, call me stupid, anyway I married her. I lost my virginityon my wedding night; well sort of.I'd always had a fetish for nylon stockings, tights and silk.