All of us were on pins and needles the day it was supposed to happen. Then, Patrick called to tell us that everything had changed, as the location had...changed at the last minute. My heart sank. That was not good. Also, it meant he was now going to be traveling in a helicopter. We were on the speaker phone so the girls could talk too. I saw Amy's eyes well up with tears, and then she closed them and just leaned against the wall. She was trying, but I could see the tears leaking out. I reached. They are about good, hardcore sex, not romance and so are meant to be fanciful and raunchy; even ‘raw’.If it can happen in porn films, it can happen in my stories so don’t read them and then leave smart arse comments about what teens do and don’t say or 10-inch cocks being ridiculous (Google Jonah Falcon). Just save yourself time and find a different story to read.IntroThis is a fantasy story I wrote for a fuck buddy of mine a few years back.Mandy was around 30ish at the time and I was 40. No man has ever touched me..." Jan, I love you, baby, and sex has nothing to do with that. We don't have to do anything. We can kiss and go to sleep in each other's arms."This time she shook her head vigorously. "Nuh-uh," she hissed. "I'd try to rape you and do it all wrong and be traumatized for life." Then let's go slow, baby. You set the pace." I held her close to me.She whispered in my ear, "Get me out of this bra..."I already had my arms around her back and it was a small effort to unhook. .. but it would be nice it you would," he added after a long pause.My thoughts on our relationship that night, were much more intimate. In actuality our hands had touched and he'd hugged me close, but with a barrier of woolly jumpers and oilskin clothing separating our flesh. These disappeared in my bedtime imaginary world and I wondered how much further, if any, we would go the next day or whether we would revert to our old shy selves.As it turned out, the progress in our relationship was.