And I’ll never forget the way she just took charge. So therapeutically. ”OK listen’ was how she was starting a lot of her sentences that evenin...g. And I was. ”OK listen, when the shit hits the fan, it’s going to be a madhouse around here. Like nothing you’ve ever imagined. Are you stocked up on food? Do the locks work on all your doors and windows?’ ‘I hadn’t thought of any of this kind of thing. She went out, came back with groceries an hour later. And then suggested that we hunker down and. He looks me up and down. My short red hair, my average 46 C-D breasts, stomach and shaven tight pussy. “Lay back on the bed”. He says. I lay down, my hair is cold and makes the pillow wet. I’m not sure if I should cover up or keep myself open. He sits on the bed and starts to tease my nipples. My head falls back, and he takes that as a sign to keep going. He keeps playing with my breasts for a couple minutes, then starts moving his hands down my body. He finally reaches my pussy, and I tense. At first the idea disgusts me and I instantly close the message but the more I think about it the more I wonder what it would be like. I pass the time looking at porn and jacking off. After an hour I pull the message back up and write From: kinkyguys606 To: DaChazSo I’ve thought about it and why not. Where should we meet I want to do this NOWWithin minutes he replies with a place to meet and says he will take a shower and meet me there. I hop in the shower my self then get into my car. I’m so. "Yvette, you don't know Alex. This is not a good idea." Peter, relax, I'm OK with this. And anyway, I think I know your libido pretty well at this point. Tell me the truth - you want to watch me and Alex, don't you."Desperately. "It's not a question of what I want. The problem is that you don't know what you are asking. Alex will - Vette, Alex will - no. No. Out of the question." Actually, Peter," she nearly cooed, "I didn't ask you." He doesn't get a vote."She went clinical on me. "Alex is a.