Her past embarrassed her. She was afraid to tell her story and seem like a loser, like a failure, especially to the man at the table with her. She rem...mbered, however, that this was a man who might be able to relate. Plus; it might feel good to talk to someone.So Collette talked. She talked about meeting Richard, about the earliest years of their marriage, and Bobby's birth. There were some rough patches, it sounded to Mike, but some good times too."But as Bobby got older," Collette said, her. She was sitting cross legged on the rug rearranging furniture in her doll's house. Her short skirt meant he could see her labia defined by her white, tight panties. Carol trembled slightly when she heard the key turn in the lock. She looked up as he entered the room. She greeted him with a beaming smile. "Hello daddy... Santa. You're early." She jumped up, threw her arms round his neck and planted a wet kiss on his cheek. He felt her soft breasts squash against his chest. "Hi Princess," he. Like when I asked whether they always met up here, and the answer was “Usually. But sometimes at my place. And sometimes somewhere outside…” Obviously that prompted a follow up question from me, and before long I was listening baited breath to the stories of his adventures in sexdating.This went on for a good hour and a half. Sometimes the conversation would suddenly veer back to a perfectly innocent topic, like the news or sports, only to end up back at the difference between kissing men and. The sex was amazing and we were always trying new things in the bedroom. At the moment it seems my desires to be with another man had faded. Or so I though!Unfortunately our marriage didn't last long due to some infidelities on her part and man was I crushed. We ended up divorced and going our separate ways. After become a newly single male those same desires would soon creep back into my mind. I felt now was the perfect time to act on those desires, so I went looking.I ended up finding myself.