They had three kids, all monsters! I was shy around girls and felt easier taking care of my sexual needs myself. I preferred to fantasise about po...ssible girlfriends and usually had crushes on older women like teachers, or Mrs D, O and G. It all started at Mrs D’s. Checking on the sleeping girls, I noticed across the hall lying on their parent’s bed Mrs D’s clothes, either the one she’d worn before going out or one of the dresses she’d thought of wearing that night. I entered the bedroom,. The other men buying me drinks were moving in closer.“Let me guess, you two are heading for Paris tonight,” one guy asked my husband. Behind every theater slut, there stands, in a dark corner, a dominant, controlling man. Men seeking time with them would do well to remember that. My husband told him our plans for the evening, not caring who overheard.My new best friend introduced himself as Ted, or Fred, or Red...fuck I don’t know. Did I mention that I was fully baked?“Damn you are gorgeous.”. .. and it will piss off Rachel, again, to no end. Like I mentioned earlier, it was her idea in the first place, twenty years ago for me to fuck ‘special’ men that she had selected for their superior genetics so I could get pregnant and deliver a new generation of exceptional geniuses. She’s never had a cock ... and probably never will either, especially after all of the times I’ve told her how much I love getting screwed by a man with a large, fat penis!”“Those odds, for the tits, are pretty. " So could I! I do have a confession to make - apparently you didn't hear my tiny alarm go off either yesterday or today." Aha! Who am I to complain, it was definitely in a very good cause."When we got to the conference room, Sarah was waiting for us. She was a large-boned older woman, with a pleasant face and slightly faded blond hair and horn-rimmed glasses. She was still attractive, with a good figure. I thought she looked like a horse person, which was confirmed when she made mention of the.