It was the early nineteen sixties and that is just the way it was. If a secretary did not want to be a mistress than she quietly left and found anothe... job but most succumbed to the culture.When the following Saturday came around, my fiancee had me drive her the thirty miles to where her new boss lived with his parents. She just had to see where he lived. His house was in an exclusive area and Marie was most impressed. She was so excited about her new job and about her new, handsome, young. They scrubbed me with reeds and small pumice stones until my skin was raw and red from the effort. I was then escorted out of the water to the waiting priestesses who began to anoint my hair and body with an oil. The aroma reminded me of the wildflowers near my village along with sandalwood, sage, and a slightly musky scent. The oil had been warmed and sent tingles down my body as it was applied. The contrasts of temperatures stirred a feeling within me of sensuality I could not understand and. .My wife wasn't gone more than ten minute for a weekend get away with a girlfriend, when I was out the door too. I was heading to my local sex shop to pick up some fresh poppers,and maybe cruise the video booths and look for some dick. When I pulled up to the store, I was a little disappointed because there were no cars in the lot. I made the trip, so I decided I'd go in anyway. When I walked in,the first thing I noticed was empty shelves-"not good" I thought. I went over to ask the guy. Even her own brothers would call her that when she got home from school.Out of the blue one day Dave sat next to her at lunch and started talking to her, and then quickly asked ifshe wanted to go with him to the drive-in that Friday. She couldn’t believe he was asking her out andimmediately said yes. Of course, she would have to drive, since he was too young.That Friday, when she went to pick him up at his house, he had two other friends with him. She recognizedthem both as juniors, although.