He won't get home until late tomorrow."I smiled and said, "No, I don't think you mentioned that."She then said, "So, we are both free, and I don't kno...w about you, but I could be easy, and I want to have fun."I just said, "Show me a little affection, and I should be easy too."Nancy gave me a wicked little smile, and said, "Affection, now that is in my plans."Friday nights at this tavern were always a little slow, there was a group out by the tables, and the regulars at the bar. Some couples from. Roger almost groaned involuntarily at the image of what was certainly to follow the dinner. A fine dessert, all right... "I've got to hand it to you, Marc," he said then, with genuine admiration. "You really have a way with the women."Cord gave him a superior grin. "Nothing to it, Rog. Just takes practice. Hell, you can have it, too. Just lose some of your Victorian prudery and play the modern role." Security," Roger said. "That's my trouble. I want security. I come from an average middle class. She was very excited, telling me she had tested a new sex toy her loving husband had purchased for her.“You have to try it!! It made me have the most intense orgasm of my life”. She cried on the phone, inviting me to test her new device…I was so curious, because Helena and I during last years had both tried huge dildos, huge strap-on and… huge black cocks indeed…Then I was so fucking curious about what thing could be so amazing…Sunday morning I was there at her home, kissing deeply my naughty. You’d think I was a stand up comic as much as I made her laugh. That evening at supper, Abby’s dad, Darren, again gave me the look. You know, the one that says I don’t like you sleeping with my daughter. He’d given me that look from the minute that Abby put both our suitcases in a guest room. Her mother, Mary, just laughed and told him to join the 21st century. In spite of her own beliefs or upbringing she accepted what she knew she couldn’t change or control. Smart woman, I thought. After.