He was way too easy to please, his idea of kinky sex was, well, non existent. He thought I was being naughty just by riding him cow girl. I tried to i...ntroduce him to a few things, i knew I had my work cut out, but my god this guy was hard work. I didn't need this shit anymore. I'd made a major mistake and very soon the real me came back to the surface.Sex was something we never really talked about that often. Even in the early stages, it seemed like whenever i brought up the subject Richie. He pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth. I melted like snow inJuly. My arms went around his neck and I kissed him with an equal passionas he kissed me. His hands roamed my body and found their way under theback of my dress to my panties. I felt his finger work under the lace trimopening, caressing my skin. I moaned into his mouth at his control. Icouldn't wait for whatever was next.I climbed up onto Gary's lap to straddle him and felt his arms gocompletely around me.------And just like. "It would be like tearing off a finger or a toe nail. Even the thought curls me up at the edges." You dramatize a bit, darling. You’ll get loose when you want to. Just as a further inducement you’ll be expected back at the house for dinner tonight. We are even going to let you wear clothes, lovely, gorgeous clothes. But if you’re a ‘fraudy-cat and stay here, you’ll het fifty strokes." Fifty?!" Of course. Why not?" But fifty would kill a girl!" I expect you’d survive. Girls do. No problem. It was over.I finally got my shower, and felt better afterward, even though my mind was still racing, still weighing all the ins and outs. I was a born voyeur. I loved the surprise viewing, the forbidden glance, the occasional deliberate flash from a stranger.I remembered each and every special event of this kind that I'd ever witnessed -- the coed back at school in the opposite wing of the dorm -- the one who never pulled her shades. I figured there were a couple of dozen of us who still.