I used my other hand to stroke my clit, then used that same hand to cover my mouth as I emitted a muffled scream when I had an intense orgasm. I taste...d myself on my fingers, not that I was unaccustomed to that, and I decided then and there that I wanted sex with another woman. I am very, very goal orientated. I did not want a relationship with another woman. I wanted to fuck another woman. Well, Friday invariably follows Thursday, and Friday nights are always a good time to hook up. I was out. "Wow, this room is amazing!" Laura gushed as she followed me inside.Most of the furniture was arranged so that it formed an aisle from the door that was interrupted only by a large overstuffed leather couch near the center of the room. The gigantic HDTV was flanked by two large windows that I assumed would allow some natural light during the day. There was a medium sized potted pine tree in one corner and a loaded DVD rack in the other. On the wall to the left of the couch was a door that was. I knew that I loved Jas, and always would, it was her lack of trust that had kept us apart, that and my anger.We had dined well, Jas was a good cook, we relaxed and chatted, but I was unable to feel any anticipation of arousal before we went to bed. Why did I not feel eager? Possibly because this wasn't about making love, it was about making a baby. My mind was somehow detached, seeing this as a duty rather than a pleasure.I went to the bathroom and undressed putting on a clean pair of boxers.. Her eyes were shining from her struggle to free herself. Her hands still rested over his. She made no effort to move."Now, are you going to do what I told you?" He hoped she wouldn't.In her best little bratty girl voice she said, "Nuh uh!" Was that even a word?"All right, you asked for it!" Still holding on to her sides, he pushed his head down and started blowing raspberries through her white blouse all over her tummy. She was squealing again. Kicking and squirming, wiggling to get away, she.