A one night stand or at most a fuck buddy. But no more.But one guy, Bob, seemed to be just what I was looking for. We exchanged numbers and we talked ...n the phone for a while. I told him about the guy who got abusive. He promised not be like that. He asked if I wanted to meet him at a bar or something, but I felt comfortable with him enough that I invited him to come straight to my place.Bob arrived at my apartment with some gay porn. We sat and talked for a little bit. Aides was big in the. "I'll talk to Millie later," Sally said."Right now I'm gonna grab something to eat and get out of here before they get up," I said.Sally took me by the arm and led me over to their fire. She made me up a bacon sandwich. I thanked her and went out on scout.I picked a campsite about eighteen miles from the last one. Ab was right, we made the Portneuf River today. There was plenty of water, grass and firewood at the site I picked. Normally, I would find where I thought we would want to camp for. Of everything you've done, of all the things you've pushed yourself to learn, this is nothing. You've been doing this since the day you were born. This is easy, it's natural, just don't think about it too hard, it'll happen"I was confident that my few words of encouragement and understanding nature would help her relax and her flow would soon start. How could it not? She was naked, she needed to go and it was something she absolutely could do. She'd become multi-orgasmic, been trained to cum. I’m a mom, mid-30s and married for almost 15 years. I had a conservative upbringing and we weren’t even naked around family, let alone strangers.It was the last day of classes and we were out by the lake trying to decide what to do next. The sexual tension was high, I guess, because one of the women just turned around and sat down on the lovely erection of a boy notably younger than herself. As I watched and began sketching the erotic scene, entranced and aware of my own arousal, I felt a hand.