It was reactionary, shallow, quick and it described to me just how wet she was. It was shortly after that moment that I slipped her my business card; ...ith her back side against me, grinding into my engorged, throbbing cock, I took my card in the palm of my hand and guided my hand under the neck of her dress and under her bra. As her friends noticed and quickly formulated to jump in, her body froze in shivers. Flicking her erect nipple and removing my hand, I whispered in her ear before. It alwaysannoyed me that, solely because I was skinny and well-dressed,I had to defend my sexuality. I had never had any gayexperiences and, aside from occasional homoerotic fantasies, Idid not plan on any.On the other hand, I knew, as my ex-girlfriend had taught me,that dating a girl would be quite difficult, because of Nina. Attimes, this depressed me, as I felt that I would have to spendmy whole life alone. It had been about one year since I broke upwith my ex, and there were no women in my. But she was afraid someone would find out or she would get "caught". Over time we came up with a fantasy or her being tied and blindfolded, so she could remain innocent. Fast forward a month or so and me my wife and my best friend are getting drunk at our house. we were all very drunk on Yeager bombs, and feeling no pain. My wife got up to go the restroom, she had way to much to drink. I knew my friend "Dave" had a thing for my wife. We spoke of it before. So I took a chance, and asked him.. She must sense my more raggedbreathing, as I begin to moan. She stops and massages my now redcheeks. Caressing them, as she now calls me by several endearments inGerman. She then takes her index finger and inserts it in my sissy-hole. I squirm as she inserts her middle finger as well and begins tomanipulate my prostate. I am suddenly moaning like a banshee. "Youlike this? It's my version of the 'finger bang' you did in the car." Yes, Mistress." Well too bad, I'm clearly not as nice as.