But, he seemed to expect an answer so I told him no, I hadn't."Well, you watch," he said as he dribbled some of the liquid on the head of his penis an... began moving his hand up and down."See, it's really pretty simple. Right on the top is where it feels the best, that and right here underneath," he told me as he pointed to the tip, then to the area right below on the underside."This is what guys do when they want to have the enjoyment of sex when there's not a nice willing lady around," he told. I stood as I got to her trim thighs, slowly running the washcloths over her skin as I began to kiss her shoulders and nuzzle into her neck, biting it gently.She tasted a little soapy because I hadn’t rinsed her, but I didn’t care. Her hands came up and caressed the back of my head. I reached the top of her thighs and dropped the washcloths while I continued scrubbing the sides of her hips with my bare hands. She was writhing against me now, her mouth open and silently panting. I moved my hands. “Cindy, this is my very close, special friend, and my girlfriend, Wendy Campbell. Cindy is Angie’s daughter. Angie works for Vicky at her clothing store,” Dan explained.“Hi Cindy,” Wendy smiled, offering her hand to shake. Wendy was so glad that Dan wasn’t ashamed to introduce her as his girlfriend.“So you’re the Wendy, Dan and Karen has been talking about! It’s nice to finally meet you!” She replied, shaking her hand in return.“So what have Dan and Karen been telling you about me?” She asked,. Time was not on their minds. The date had started with an embarrassed kiss, as they both tried to act casually and not let their passions carry them away. But as they chatted, they both felt that wave of recognition that they were both falling –again! She loved that sense of inevitability, like a skier on a ski jump who sets off and hurtles downwards, with no chance of stopping. She had been hurt a few times, sure, -who hasn’t? – but the passion and the thrill of racing down that slope made her.