Bradley had other ideas.He came through the door and dropped his suitcase in the hallway andstrode over to where Penelope was mixing him a drink at th...e breakfastbar. Bradley was tall dark and handsome and wearing his regulationdark suit, white shirt and tie. He took off his jacket and tie andthrew them over a chair as he walked purposely to the kitchen."Hi honey it's so great to have you..." Penelope's greeting was cutoff when Bradley closed his lips over hers and drove his tongue intoher. Meanwhile, back to the lady friend who was a sweet 16 brunette who loved to fuck and we did - a lot - not that I was any great shakes at it except for being eager as hell. Well, she arranged for us to spend some time at her cousin’s apartment across the city. What I didn’t know was that while we were going there to shag, her cousin was going to be doing the same thing. The difference was that the cousin was married and her partner was not her husband. I got the feeling that the females expected. "Wait, Anna, I don't think you should," he warned."Why not? I've done it before. And I kinda liked it. And I haven'theard any complaints." I think, at that point, it dawned on him thatI had sex with someone before. This made me smile. If only heknew the other things I'd done. "Just sit back and relax."He sat and thought about it for a second before helping me remove hisshorts. His cock was so beautiful. It was about eight inches longor so and thick. The boys I had been with weren't. Daydreaming? Perhaps. But then more than once, I watched has she rubbed her pregnant belly, stroking it slowly as her gaze settled on my lap. And, in spite of the beer, I found myself responding. It made for awkward moments: any man that’s worn Levis’ 501 button-fly jeans knows they’re not the most comfortable casing for a growing hard-on. Months passed, and Bill’s work schedule changed: swing shift, 3pm to midnight. Not only that, but he fell into the habit of closing the local bars with work.