Bi-Sexual Female / 43
My True Love Still Makes My Heart Miss A Beat
I'll tell you about 2003, I turned 25. I worked for a pretty large corporation at the time and at my department birthday cake I was approached by the big, big, big boss of all bosses, the big man himself, and he told me that he had graduated from college the day I was born. This man towered over me, I'm puny, tiny, and he is big, football big. Standing under him looking up all I could think about was what if this man fucked me. It would have to be cowgirl or doggy because if he fucked me missionary he'd kill me.
I must have looked at him in a way that men tell you that you're asking for it because he invited me to dinner with him that night as a birthday present and to celebrate his 25th year of graduating from college. He took me to an expensive restaurant where the staff knew him, a table overlooking the gardens, he ordered wine and my dinner, and desert afterwards. I wasn't just stuffing my face, I was wet and eating out of his hand. He touched my hand, my shoulder, my thigh. I started to worry that I had on very ordinary cotton panties. What was he going to think when he pulled my panties off? I was sure that he was going to fuck me.
I managed to get a pee break and called my roommate and told her to straighten up and leave, I was getting lucky and I didn't need a problem when he took me home. He walked me to my doo holding my elbow, he kissed me gently and told me I was a pretty little girl, I asked him if he wanted to come in. He patted my cheek, and squeezed my butt, and told me that if he went in I would have to be a grown up. I begged. Please fuck me! Please, don't leave my like this! But he couldn't read my eyes and with another pat on my butt he said good bye.
My roommate found me in the bathtub and I had to tell her he thought I was too young. The only thing I got was my roommate kissing up my lady but I just couldn't cum. It took another set of dinners, kissed, butt pats, boob kissed, before he finally took me laid over two pillows before he turned me over and spread my wide open. After he left me my roommate crawled in bed with me and licked up his leftovers. She doesn't mind sloppy seconds, not if it's from him. It was another several weeks before she had me lick her clean of his leftovers.
25 was my most memorable year, sadly I'm 43 and my girlfriend and I have only the story to tell. He kept us on a leash for more than a year, it was the best sex of my life, with a man who came to see us but never spent the night. After he left we always slept together and that's how we've ended up being together. We're middle aged ladies, not little girls. I still get Christmas cards, flowers for my birthday. When I see him I melt, even if he's approaching 70, I get a kiss when he leaves, my lady friend holds my hand, she knows he still owns my heart.
I must have looked at him in a way that men tell you that you're asking for it because he invited me to dinner with him that night as a birthday present and to celebrate his 25th year of graduating from college. He took me to an expensive restaurant where the staff knew him, a table overlooking the gardens, he ordered wine and my dinner, and desert afterwards. I wasn't just stuffing my face, I was wet and eating out of his hand. He touched my hand, my shoulder, my thigh. I started to worry that I had on very ordinary cotton panties. What was he going to think when he pulled my panties off? I was sure that he was going to fuck me.
I managed to get a pee break and called my roommate and told her to straighten up and leave, I was getting lucky and I didn't need a problem when he took me home. He walked me to my doo holding my elbow, he kissed me gently and told me I was a pretty little girl, I asked him if he wanted to come in. He patted my cheek, and squeezed my butt, and told me that if he went in I would have to be a grown up. I begged. Please fuck me! Please, don't leave my like this! But he couldn't read my eyes and with another pat on my butt he said good bye.
My roommate found me in the bathtub and I had to tell her he thought I was too young. The only thing I got was my roommate kissing up my lady but I just couldn't cum. It took another set of dinners, kissed, butt pats, boob kissed, before he finally took me laid over two pillows before he turned me over and spread my wide open. After he left me my roommate crawled in bed with me and licked up his leftovers. She doesn't mind sloppy seconds, not if it's from him. It was another several weeks before she had me lick her clean of his leftovers.
25 was my most memorable year, sadly I'm 43 and my girlfriend and I have only the story to tell. He kept us on a leash for more than a year, it was the best sex of my life, with a man who came to see us but never spent the night. After he left we always slept together and that's how we've ended up being together. We're middle aged ladies, not little girls. I still get Christmas cards, flowers for my birthday. When I see him I melt, even if he's approaching 70, I get a kiss when he leaves, my lady friend holds my hand, she knows he still owns my heart.
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