“Oh God, babe, I'm getting hot,” she said, sliding her drenched thong back and forth along my cock.“Eddie hiked up your skirt and had you sit on...the edge of the chair, facing me as he moved behind you and stooped down. While he nuzzled your neck, you took a gander at me as his right hand pulled the skirt up as far as possible. His hand rested immovably between your legs, squeezed against your sex.”“Hurry babe, I'm getting so turned on,” she said as she teased her nipples while looking at me. I came over by train on a Friday and was looking forward to spending the weekend with her. That Friday evening she took me out to dinner at a nice French restaurant and we talked, or at least I did, about college, my career plans, Obama’s chances at winning the election, etc.. When we came back to her appartment, I had had a bit to drink and began to confide in her. I’m not going to bore you with the details. In short, I explained that I felt more and more attracted to girls. I gave her. "After divorcing Lisa I was in no hurry to tie myself to another woman. Jane never mentioned marriage and seemed to be content to carry on the way we were. To all intents and purposes we were like a married couple anyway, so without any children there didn't seem to be any need to change things. Our life together was as blissful as I could remember, and unlike when I first started out with Lisa, we had no money problems. However, I was taken somewhat by surprise one night when Jane came to me. She – When did you have first time?I – Uh, oh. When I was in medical college.She – Did it hurt?I – he he he. Nah. I did it carefully. Would you like to experience it? Now?She looked around and then did not say anything and I went close to her and pulling her bag apart held her face in my hands and softly kissed on her lips. She grabbed my face and kissed passionately. Oh I did not know how eager she was and her tongue was exploring every corner of my mouth. My hands were trying to nibble her.