“I’m glad. I want you to enjoy it.”“And I want you to enjoy making me enjoy it, if that makes any sense.”She laughed. “I think I do.”I r...eached across and took her hand. “I want you to enjoy these two weeks Sue,” I told her as I rubbed her wedding ring finger. “You have no rings on and I want you to imagine that you are single and free to do whatever you wish.”“Thanks,” she responded. “And after the holiday and I have my rings back on?”I thought for a few minutes before I spoke again. “I... I. You nod in response. Observing your receptiveness thus far, I decide to push my luck a little. “Let me hear you ask for it.” “Uh... what?” “Ask me... to fuck you.” “Okay...” you whisper. “Please, fuck me. Please take my... My anal virginity.” I smirk. You are exactly as slutty as I thought. Suddenly you feel the pressure on your entrance increasing, as I press my hips into you. We gaze into each other’s eyes, and you recognise a burning desire in mine. However, my fake dick quickly meets. I wasn’t thrilled with the ideabut I wouldn’t tell him no and agreed to try it. I wassurprised how much fun another woman can be. How weknow each other’s bodies, understand the same things,and how we became friends. I always feel that if my guyof the moment has fun, I have done good. Is that sowrong?I still have my share of fantasies and would love tomake them come true. For one, I would love to get away,with some beautiful young stud [In late 30’s], to someisland beach. “Been here before?” I asked.“Once or twice with my ex” she replied. “Not many people go in that bit of the car park unless there is a function on, so it stays pretty quiet there”“I don’t think this is a good idea” I said, “It feels very risky.”“What’s that over there?” she exclaimed, “Is it another one of the schools busses?”I glanced over to where she was pointing, couldn’t see anything, and then turned my head to look over my shoulder. As I was doing that she quickly, and with what appeared.