See, we were just friends and we were happy with that. Not to say that we aren’t happy now, but we were happy beforehand, too. I guess. Alright, I�...�ll shut up and tell the story. It was a simple argument, well, at first. And then it turned into sooo much more!! He was probably my dearest friend. He was engaged to someone else, and I was :totally happy for him. Nice girl, I even helped him pick out his proposal. It all started with his fiancée getting upset over a picture I had on my web site. He. Marie pulled away and looked Shawna in the eyes. "I want you Shawna, I want to have sex with you. Will you let me because I would never force you?" She asked."Even though it is against my peoples beliefs I want you too Marie. But when and where?" Shawna asked."Right here and right now," Marie answered in a soft throaty voice.Shawna eyes opened wide in disbelief. "Right here Marie, in the middle of a Mazoo field!"For an answer Marie unzipped her jumpsuit shrugged it from her shoulders and let it. He would rub it, smack it, poke it into me while I shook, shimmed, and grinded for him. His cock would be leaking, well flowing is a better word, precum all over me. It was about this time that we decided to get an apartment together.Once we moved in together, Jake’s need for me to dance only increased to the point that he was jerking off over and onto my ass 5, 6, 9 times a day. I stopped wearing clothes while at the house to keep him from ruining my clothes. Jake felt that he should have free. Then, I clicked to another link given at the bottom of the page, opening a new page with more visuals, showing naked men and women having sex in all possible manners.I was extremely exited. Unknowingly, my free hand traveled to my pussy. I gently rubbed it, through the material of my gown. I had a strange feeling. I had never masturbated before; I had always thought it, as a bad thing and a god fearing simple housewife should not indulge in such activities.My every notion changed that day, as.