Evening came and we had an early dinner at the beach restaurant…Portuguese style food. We headed back to the hotel had bath individually. It was awk...ward, though. The feelings of wanting to bathe together naked but yet afraid to tread into that space. Unfortunately, the room given to us were twin bedroom as it was last minute booking. Well, that was nice for me as she insisted me to lie beside her on her bed…So I did and we started talking and then I just french-kissed her and our tongues groped. She wore a white blouse, tight jeans that showed off that sweet ass, and heeled shoes that lifted her a good inch above me.Candice was not at home and I was about to leave but Susan invited me in to wait, claiming her daughter wouldn't be long. Little did I know this was a lie. As we sat in the living room discussing my relationship with her daughter, our sex life came up. I tried to work around it but Susan seemed determined to get answers.I eventually informed her that we hadn't had sex.. Brad spotted her, and the sight of this beauty sent excited tingles up and down his spine. The name tag above her small right breast showed, ‘Abby.’Brad was dumbfounded, it was her! She was the Abby from school! She set up their table and gave them each a menu, taking fleeting glances at Brad and smiling politely. Her glances grew longer and longer as she realized the boy sitting at her table was the same boy named Brad Miller from her school that she liked very much.Abby had liked Brad since. I first had it on my very first day at University. You have to remember my parents were very strict Catholics, so university was a liberal culture shock from what I was used to.”“You never had a fantasy before then?” asked Asok with wide eyes.“I never even had a kiss by then,” I said wistfully. “Then on the first day of university I saw my husband. Well, I knew he was going to be my husband; he didn’t, not then. He caught me looking at him, and he came over to say hi. I ran away. For six months.