For whatever reason, Brad looked up from his mowing just before turning around to make another pass. Since the back door to the porch was standing wid... open he had no trouble at all seeing me standing there, and even if he noticed that I’d been staring at his crotch, he didn’t acknowledge it. He just gave a small smile and a wave before spinning the mower around to head the other way. And since he was only wearing those stupidly skimpy shorts and nothing more, I took the liberty to gaze at the. He grabbed my tits outside of my thin shirt and reached under panties to feel my dripping pussy. I turned around to see a man, about 6’0 tall with dark hair and beautiful eyes staring at me. I got excited. Grabbed his face and kissed him hard. I bit his lip to know I was horny and needed to be fucked. I pulled him in closer and he began to suck on my neck. I whispered in his ear, “Take me to the bathroom.” I don’t know how he heard me over the music, but he stood up and grabbed my hand as we. But he doesn't seem to be taking the hint. I resolve to say something this weekend, which is our 'anniversary' and he is taking me somewhere. I am unsure where; he says it's a surprise. Which is kind of exciting in itself. He tells me to wear that little hot black dress that he loves to see me in. The neckline dips down to show just enough cleavage to tease. But this time he instructs that I not wear any underwear. About 5pm there is knock at my door. I'm dressed and prepared for our evening. Because of this, I have accepted the fact that I am bi-curious, and hope to act out these urges. Though, I am unsure if I ever will due to general fear and trust issues with strangers, along with fears of diseases, ****, being robbed, or worse. Anyways, this is my fantasy, as simple and specific as it is...I would have been chatting with the guy for some time now, to build trust between the two of us, getting to know each other, and overall getting comfortable with the dude. We'd talk, exchange.