The night was winding down when Heather asked if I wanted to have a sleep over. I have just spilled every dirty detail of my sex life to these two mar...ied strangers and I was so horny I couldn’t say no. We walked out into the parking lot, they are a very classy looking couple and I looked like a stripper. We climbed into their very fancy SUV while a crowd watch in the parking lot. When we pulled up to their house I was shocked. The place was huge. I had never been in a house like this ever. I. Megan was a tiny girl at five foot two. She had long curly brunette hair that she spent at least an hour every morning curling it into the exact waves she desired. Her eyes were a hazel color, bright with curiosity. She had a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, which often made her look younger than her twenty-two years.It was always the same, though – everyone was vanilla. Maybe her husband would be vanilla one day, too.She decided to spend the Saturday doing some shopping. He paused realizing nothing impeded his hands from touching her breasts. “Hummm, I see you missed me too.” Taylor moaned as she started moving to a silent song, undulating, increasing and decreasing the pressure against him. He needed to taste her, feel her naked against his chest and needed to remove the damned skirt. He turned her, pushing her back against the wall stilling the madding dance of her hips. Before bending his head to kiss her, he looked into her eyes. They were burning bright.. When we got to the room, she let out a big sigh and then jumped me. She had her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. She was a ball of energy."Get out the rubbers; I want to fuck you for making me feel like this."She had three martinis while we were in the Sports Book so I wasn't sure what to do. I asked, "Are you sure, because you have been drinking and I don't want you regretting it in the morning." Britt, I know what I am doing. I know I have been drinking, but I am very aware.