It was a great time. They spent the whole night talking and even laughing a lot as well. She loved it but wished, at the very end when he dropped her ...off, that he would have kissed her at least on the cheek. No, he didn’t even do that. Darn it, she told herself. Kiss me will you? They went out again the following week. She easily and happily said yes. It was on a Saturday night. They talked and laughed all night long. She had a great time again but darn it, he didn’t kiss her again. This went. Slow, slow, nope, no, there. Right there, Push a little, a little more, and ok, Awe SHIT he softly whimpered. My dickhead was stuffed inside of Ricky's ass. I was shaking and didn't want to do this wrong; didn't want to do it the way gay guys did it. I didn't what him to think that I was gay or had done this before. I was just hoping that I was doing it the way straight guys did chicks. Ricky moved ever-so-slightly and suddenly 2 or 3 inches of my cock slipped into his butt. There you go. Now:. . I need to work something out.” She shook her head. She was putting her earrings in as she joined him the kitchen.“You spend, what? 500? 700 bucks on lingerie? That’s a huge purchase and you don’t show it off and you don’t share it with me.” He was hard and cold.“I was feeling shitty about the night before too.” She frowned. She tested her pens on a notepad and swept them and her work apron into her little backpack. “I hoped, I hoped I’d feel better. I hoped I’d take care of this crap. These. , took it easy those days, as my dad and brother were gone to work and the maid was occupied washing our clothes at the yard. We had already sorted out the clothes pieces for her, in advance. Well I was now watching the box -TV. Not a very significant day: the lady maid and I had small chat and she finally left at 12:00 noon while I went to the boardinghouse for lunch. %%%%% My dad didn’t awake me on that Monday morning when Matilde showed up for work, so I slept more than the usual feeling.