He took a deep breath. "And then some." I'll hold you to that," the girl replied, her flirtatiousness suddenly a little hesitant."Let me call you in a...few days," Gabe said, not really wanting to wait that long to speak to her again. He looked over at the calendar hanging on the wall. "Unless your families are busy on the twenty-fifth—that's a Saturday—why don't you all plan to come over for dinner." That sounds good." It seemed to Gabe that she wanted to say something else, but stopped. ”She looked at the tent then up to his face “Why?”“Stand up” he insisted.Hesitatingly she pushed off the cushion until they were face to face. He dropped to his knees, reached under her skirt then pulled her panties off her hips and down her legs. She started to protest, she tried to back away but fell to her butt on the sofa again. He took the opportunity to pull her underwear over her shoes then tossed them aside. He straightened up to sit on his heels then with hands on her shoulders pushed. Initially, I thought that he would be bragging about his popularity among girls but too much of my surprise he started asking me about the college and the lecturers. Then, he asked me about my family.It’s was good talking to him – I lost track of time talking to him. At the end, we exchange our mobile numbers. The semester exam followed and we didn’t meet each other after the lunch. It was vacation time, when I received a call from him. He asked me to accompany him for coffee. I was very. Watching was my husband Mike. Watching every single minute.A few nights previously Mike and I indulged in erotic and soul revealing pillow talk about each other's fantasies and experiences. Reluctant at first to reveal too much of my past, I eventually admitted frequently masturbating while fantasising I was having sex with another man."Tell me about it. I would love to hear of your experiences before we met, I wouldn't be jealous or upset, it would excite me. Please tell me." By way of urging.