I was finally enjoying my life and nothingwas going to stop me.The next few weeks went by so slowly that I thought Thanksgiving wouldnever come...but ...it did.Thanksgiving dinner was going to be about five in the afternoon. Mom,Kathleen and I cooked all day. Knowing what was going to happen at dinnerto Kathleen I was especially nice to her.We wore dressy clothes for dinner, I wore an above my knees blacksleeveless dress with sparkles all over it and black platform shoes. Ken finally came and, as. I loved dancing and enjoyed James's ability. He was a wonderful dancer, but I noticed that after a few drinks and some slow dances, he was trying to pull me against his obvious erection. I resisted until he finally stopped."What's the problem Wendy? I know you've been without Bill for quite a while now, and you must want the same thing I want. So, why not? We're both divorced, lonely, and need some real loving. I won't disappoint you."With that James ran his hand down my back and over the rise. I had another problem. Some of the boys were perfect too. My sex experience was limited to gay encounters with my close friend. He and I had been naked together countless times and my desires to please him grew as I advanced from rather clumsy hand jobs to a deft ability to suck him into new orgasmic heights with my mouth. With him, I learned to crave cock and I learned I loved making him cum. Some of the lads on my Basketball team had some fine looking packages that tempted me to no end. As a. She turned me, and led us both to the kitchen counter, overlooking the back yard, and some of Ben and Linda’s yard as well. She turned to me, loosened the bathrobe tie, and shrugged herself naked. Kneeling, she removed my rumpled dress pants, and sucked my prod into her mouth. She laved my tool with her tongue for a moment, and drew herself the length of my swelling cock, noting “I really like her taste, on you. She and I will have to arrange a playdate, once you have her under your.