Soon after crossing the not i****t line with her, when our sexual relationship was new, exciting, and full of adventurous uncertainty, I BEGGED to wat...h her use the toilet! She reluctantly agreed, rolling her eyes. We were sleeping together now, and she was just getting up from watching the late night news to use the bathroom, change into her nightgown, and get into bed with me. I followed her into the bathroom... She quickly and adeptly dropped her slacks and panties, sat down on the toilet. Simple as that.Once she was over that, we resumed hooking up. We were banging a couple times a week for a stretch of a few months. We even had an intimate New Years Eve where we fucked all afternoon, evening and a couple times the following morning to get the year started proper.One night I was working until 10pm, and Kristy was out drinking with an old friend. She told me to meet her at The Temple Bar so I could meet her friend Tessa. Tessa was about five feet tall, dark hair with a fucking. Jim was now hard as rock and panting. He ran his hands over her sore bum ad Janey whispered for him to stop. He told her if she said anything he would spank her gain but next time on her bare arse. He continued to stroke her. His hand running up her thighs and sliding along her crotch’ despite herself her body reacted and she could feel her pussy moisten at his caress. Jim made her stand up and he pulled her to him she struggled but he kissed her his tongue invading her mouth. Unlike her. She sighed angrily and raised her skirt, squatting over the toilet sothat she didn't have to touch it. She hated to think what diseases therewere on it.She felt instantly relieved to empty her bladder and quickly driedherself on the horribly cheap toilet paper. At least there was some!She covered herself up and washed her hands then ran back outside,straight into a face full of rain. There was a thunder storm. The rainwas pelting it down. She could barely see the car.In fact she couldn't see.