Anyway it was nice to check her out and i thought to myself ill just save that for the spank bank later but then as we were getting ready to head out ... asked if i could use the bathroom real quick and the parents said of course and told me it was down the hall.I went into the bathroom and the first thing i noticed was a white dirty clothes hamper and my heart immediatly began to race and my dick got rock hard. As soon as i closed the door i rushed to the hamper and flipped the lid up and i was. That way they'll remember their stay here as a pleasant one. So from my people to you Linda, I give you this." He pulled from a box a long crystal vase."Oh my gosh, Mark, it's beautiful." I blushed at the words, for it made me sound more like a girl than I felt I really was. However, there was no question that the vase was beautiful. It glistened in the office light and had a picture edged into the crystal of a woman and child filling up a vase by the riverside."I'm glad you like it," Mark. “Wanna sit?” We walked toward the couch – the couch where she had kissed me. Sitting down I bit my lower lip – a nervous habit. “I’m married,” I blurted out, a lot louder than I meant to. “I know.” Lara smiled. “I don’t want a girlfriend. I’m not a lesbian. But, but you intrigue me.” “I get it.” Lara was so blunt. That was one thing I appreciated about her – no bullshit. “You just want to have sex, right? No strings attached?” “Right.” I was worried she would be offended – that she’d fallen for. Back then, I would have called him my “boyfriend” but looking back, he never took me anywhere, never acknowledged me as his girlfriend and only wanted me when no one else was around (He didn’t like me, he liked blowjobs) He wanted more and I wasn’t quite ready to actually “do the deed” so I thought blowjobs would keep him happy until I was ready.Today, the garage at his house would be called a man-cave but back then it was more of a rec-room.We were on the futon “making out” which consisted of.