Yes dear reader, both of us are bisexual. My wife and I both enjoy the pleasures derived from a wet pussy or a hard cock. We met a single bi guy named... Eric (not his real name). We talked through instant messenger for a while and exchanged pics before deciding to meet in person. We invited him over to our apartment to meet in person and go from there. We figured we would have a couple of beers, play some dice and go from there. Hopefully we would all click and be able to move to the bedroom. I began to kiss the back of her neck and whispered in her ear, "I love your silk pajamas. You don't know how sexy you look in them. And I love the way the smell of cigarette smoke and perfume mingle in your hair. It's intoxicating."Mother and I are not big people. Mother's breasts are small which I find tremendously appealing in a woman and my cock is not large by any means. It's in proportion to my body and, thank god, fully functional and easily aroused as it was now. If I was slow, gentle,. My life, as crazy as it was, settled down to a dull roar. Demie was home sometimes, away others, and Kate filled in as my anal sex girlfriend during the latter times.Monday and Hepzibah were still an item, and he was looking better, not that he had ever looked healthy in the first place, holed up in that stinky apartment playing video games all the time.A couple weeks later I got a call from an unknown number. As usual, I let it go to voicemail because fuck those fucking robocalls. After a. I arrived at her condominium and told the security officer that I was her for Maria # 2550. Started thinking that I didn’t know her last name o crap I hope he doesn’t ask me for it. He waved me in to the visitor parking spots and she is heading down. When I say Maria & Marco coming out of the exit door I stepped out to help her with her beach bags. She gave me a side kisses and knuckles with Marco as I got her bags to placed them in the trunk. Maria had like a summer dress on that was hiding.