Straight Female / 36
Last year my cousin invited me to her summer cottage for a week. She had a friend there, from her earlier work, a man in his 50s. He was divorced. I know she wanted to set me up, I had been divorced for a year. His hands were all over the place, when he got up from dinner the looked at me and told me to come upstairs and give him what he had come out to the cottage for. I told him to fuck off. This was at the table, in front of my cousin and her family. He told me he had taken his little blue pill and he meant to get some action out of it. To get my ass upstairs, that I could do all the visiting with my cousin afterwards, but right then he wanted what he came for.
He pushed me up the stairs, and after he got what he wanted, which he took with me having to give it to him, he told me I could go down and help my cousin clean up and visit with her, but he expected me back upstairs because he wasn't through, he wanted it all, every bit of it, tits and all.
With my cousin I asked who the hell he though he was, and she told me she used to be his lover, and that man could fuck, and I needed to get off my high horse and give in to him. He also liked a woman to look after him, so I should be prepared for that as well.
I was his roommate for the week, and I got it all week long. Front and back and he had tits morning, noon and night. It was a marathon of nothing but sex, and if it wasn't sex, he had me running around for him.
He flew me out west three times, and he came to me for New Years, he was very hungry for it, I couldn't keep up with him, he wanted to use his three days to the maximum.
I am back at my cousin's cottage, and I am his roommate again. One hour and he had me in bed, and an hour later he sent me downstairs to help my cousin.
I don't have anything in common with him, not age, or religion or political views. Nothing, but I am like a puppet on a string. He can stop me talking with a look, he can call me to bed with a look, I can't imagine what it would be like if I lived with him all year. All I know is that I counted down day by day until we met again at the cottage and I wasn't ok until he took me upstairs and I could have sex with him again.
He pushed me up the stairs, and after he got what he wanted, which he took with me having to give it to him, he told me I could go down and help my cousin clean up and visit with her, but he expected me back upstairs because he wasn't through, he wanted it all, every bit of it, tits and all.
With my cousin I asked who the hell he though he was, and she told me she used to be his lover, and that man could fuck, and I needed to get off my high horse and give in to him. He also liked a woman to look after him, so I should be prepared for that as well.
I was his roommate for the week, and I got it all week long. Front and back and he had tits morning, noon and night. It was a marathon of nothing but sex, and if it wasn't sex, he had me running around for him.
He flew me out west three times, and he came to me for New Years, he was very hungry for it, I couldn't keep up with him, he wanted to use his three days to the maximum.
I am back at my cousin's cottage, and I am his roommate again. One hour and he had me in bed, and an hour later he sent me downstairs to help my cousin.
I don't have anything in common with him, not age, or religion or political views. Nothing, but I am like a puppet on a string. He can stop me talking with a look, he can call me to bed with a look, I can't imagine what it would be like if I lived with him all year. All I know is that I counted down day by day until we met again at the cottage and I wasn't ok until he took me upstairs and I could have sex with him again.
