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I Want to Fuck LindaMF oral adulteryTable of Contents=================Chapter 1 – Jerking Off About LindaChapter 2 – Masturbating While Thinking of LindaChapter 3 – My Present for LindaChapter 4 – Wants and WishesChapter 1 – Jerking Off About Linda===================================Linda,Of course, I would look better than that guy! At least happier! By the way, Kristi looks the same, the same beautiful legs and smile, and I will say, that might be one of your better pictures. Have you lost a little weight? Also, I’m starting to like you as a blonde.I’m so tempted to take a picture of me and send it to you. (In action photo) I don’t know if I ever will. But, just so you know, I think of you a few times a week and wells, Miss Wells, this was a few days ago!Hi Linda,It’s 4:00 A.M.—It’s pouring rain outside, I can hear the raindrops on the roof, and the pitter-pat on the rain gutters. I’m laying on my bed after a few beers, and now I have finally peace. I lit a candle, and I’m writing under candle light for you.My muscle is soft and not horny yet, but when I think of you, I know I will get arroused and I will want to masturbate. I wish you and Kristi were here right now. A few minutes ago, I didn’t think I had a chance of getting hard. But as I write on my stomach, my cock starts stretching out. I’m thinking about being passionate with you, as my mind wanders to other girls I dream about or have been with. Such quick thoughts.I will have to admit–I like to get my dick hard and pleasure myself; it would be so much better if you were here. (If Kristi ever wrote me I don’t know what would happen). I like your dialogue–that turns me on!I’m getting harder, I enjoy it. I know I need some pussy, but the only thoughts are about you. Not only that you enjoy it but also how i wish to be inside you. It’s been a while, and I forgot how you and I both like the pleasure of stoking myself as I think about you and Kristi. As I get harder, I know, as times before thinking of you, my dick is getting harder, and sooner or later, my dick will harden, and then really hard, and I will fondle the tip of my dick with my lubbed hand, and sperm will start trickling, and then I will cum for you in three large gulps full of sperm all in your name.In the last four days, I masturbated three times–I can’t believe at my age–my dick is getting bigger–and bigger. I really enjoy spewing out the sperm. My thoughts, “Oh, I just want to find and give some good looking girl my love.”I’m going to lick my fingers now and touch myself, and think of your mouth. It’s so pleasurable. I wish you were here. I lick myself again. Once I start licking and rubbing, its very hard to stop and write. I should put a pictue of you and Kristi on my bed. “Oh, your asses are beautiful.”I wonder what it would be like to be in your pussy. “Lick me, Linda and Kristi.”I going to rub myself with some lotion. That feels so good! It feels so good, and smells good! I don’t know what will happen from here! It is so good to have a hard dick–rub me, K and K. “Lick me Linda.” I rub the head of my dick, and pull my balls. I’m not totally hard.I say, “Linda are you mad at me? I haven’t heard from you in awhile. I was probably mad at you because you would never meet me! I want to know, and Yes, I always wanted to meet Kristi, but I guess it not going to happen.The caress is so soft and gentle.I’m going to lay on my back and get a feel for your mind, because everytime I write to you it is a different script, but they all end of the same; thinking of you gives me so much cum.Will it work tonight?Five mintues go by. I’m 3/4 hard, and love rubbing me and little traces of pre-cum emerge. The little bits of sperm ignite my shaft, “Oh if you were here, the process would be so much faster.” My mind imagines, “Oh, if you were here, I dream how much I would like to fuck you.”I’m on my stomach, my dick in hand. I say outloud, “Oh, Linda how much would I like to fuck you!”I hear a train whistle. I grab myself, I wish your mouth was giving me pleasure! I bet your so good. Oh, I want to pull on your hair, I want to caress your body, hug it;squeeze it. Oh, I want you so bad. Oh, I want to put my cock on your tits, then ease it up to your mouth. Where you take it in like a fish goes for a lure. My dick is so hard! I want it NOW in your pussy! I’m thrusting my hips into the bed..”Oh if you were here, I wish I was kissing you and fucking you. I want to hold your hands behind your head as I thrusted deeper and as deep as I can get my muscle in your pussy. I want to see your eyes, and feel you organsm. I want you to know I really do love you/lust for your love.I can’ even read my writing anymore. It’s just scribbles…”Oh, Linda let me fuck you!” I want to get deeper in you. I want to cum in you! I want to look at those eyes. I want to hug you so hard.. Oh, I want to fuck you harder. God, I want to fuck you. I want to squeeze you and hold you. I’m not going to stop–I’m going to keep ramming you.I’m thinking, “Oh, your such a bitch.” Oh, I need you! I’m not going to stop now, I’m on the edge. I’m breaking a sweat!I can feel your juicy pussy! My dick loves it. Oh, I want to cum in you–you feel so good!Thinking of you, DanChapter 2 – Masturbating While Thinking of Linda================================================As soon as I received your E-Mail, I got busy! Why I want to please, I don’t know, but I too!I rubbed myself. I’m stiff. My hips quiver. It feels so grand! I want to please Linda. It is so relaxing, rubbing myself for you. A little lick on my fingers, and rub the tip of my cock. Ever so gently. I love it, I take a deep breathe of air, I have a little cum. It feels so good. I get the thought of jumping on my stomach–thinking about fucking you, but no I’m going to make this feeling last–instead I lick myself again, my dick gets harder, now my whole hand is stoking and alternative between my hard shaft, and my sensitive tip. I imagine Linda’s mouth on me, I can smell that musty sperm scent. My hips start a little motion, my tip of my penis loves the arousal. I know now it will be hard to stop rubbing, the next time I write my pen will be all gooey. I feel Linda mouth getting closer to me. I’m laying on my back. I try to write left handed. Ghr.My tip is gooyed in sperm, now it creates a reaction of more attention, I rub harder, my dick likes being caressed by my sperm. Its so pleasurable, I’m rubbing my whole shaft. I lay on my back, oh, I want to grab Linda’s hair. I’m so hard! I can see and imagine Linda and Kristi both licking me.My balls are hot and sweaty–Oh, it feels so good!I think, “Linda take me all the way.””Yes, that it–I love it.”I can’t handle this any longer–I want to cum so bad.I lay on my stomach. “Oh, I want to put my hard dick in Linda so bad.”I want your pussy so bad.”I’m pushing hard on cushions, I want to push you so hard.I want to put my hard dick in you so much.I do put my hard dick in you.I’m pushing on you–I’m getting ready to cum. I want to pull out. I mange to pull out, I know I’m going to cum soon. I rub forward and graze them against your tits. I’m looking at you and saying “Oh, Linda, I can’t wait. I can’t tit fuck you anymore. You know so well. I get on my knees over your face. Your mouth dives for my cock, like your bopping for an apple, you take my cock, an extreme pleasure, and you mouth and suck me. I can’t believe I’m doing this, but it feels so good. Your sucking me. I’m fucking your mouth, now I’m cumming. (It’s all scribbles, I can’t read what I wrote) You feel so good–take me all the way. Deep down. My cum is coming. Take me deeper, Linda. My dick is really big. I’m just thinking, “just take me Linda, I’m going to cum in you–I know you love it. Oh, Oh, Oh. Ohaaaa!I had sperm everywhere!! All for you!But I was relaxed. I wanted to write you this because I might have a girlfriend soon. You have been my girlfriend when I don’t have one. I have cherished our friendship, but you never want to meet so you understand me finding someone else. I do love our unique friendship, and you are the only one that I have ever done this for. Yes, of course I wanted to meet you and Kristi. All I can say, is thanks sweetheart! Chapter 3 – My Present for Linda================================I’m taking a hot bath getting ready for church. After the 3 mile run in 0 degree weather it is real relaxing. Usually, at 6:00 I go to church. Also the Packer football game is on. My friends are all going to the bar to watch the game. Today, was a great day because I received your pictures you sent me, and I made 8X10 photos. But eversince, I saw your picture in your striped green sweatshirt, I had forgotten how beautiful you are. I think of you as a great friend, you almost always reply to me. That’s so nice. All day I’ve been a bit horny, and after reading your articles for three years, I have gotten to know your mind, and my desire often leads me to masterbating about being with you. Oh, yes, I often materbate about old girlfriends, but I yearn to get to know you intimately. Today is your night.I looked at my relaxed cock in the bathtub. I like to refer to my cock as my muscle. I watched my muscle relax in the bathtub, it was like my cock just started easliey stretching out and bathing in the water. My thoughts all day have been about you. I decided right then, this isn’t going to work, I’m going to skip church, and spend an hour dreaming and masterbating about being with you. I was so relaxed getting out of the tub. My muscle penis was chubby, and the bathtub experience, I figured my muscle wanted to play! My cock loves to bathed in sperm, and pussy juice. Well I’m fighting this desire, so I put on a pair of sweats and crawl into my sleeping bag to watch the Packer game. I grab a notepad, and a pen. I lite a candle in a glass jar and turn off the lights. I put two 8X10 photos of you and Kristi on one end of table next to couch. My muscle is aching to play. I stare at your pictures. Wow! How beautiful you are. I love your smile, those dark eyes, and your long hair. My sweats come off down to my boxers. I finally touch my strong muscle. I quickly lay and moisten my fingers with saliva. I rub my head of my penis. “Oh, that feels so good!” Sofely I caress myself, meanwhile I gazing at your picture. I easily enjoy the soft rubbing, I can feel the sperm throughout my harden shaft. After a minute of massaging pleasure, I’m really arroused. Eventhough, it the biggest football game of the year, its an annoying and distracting me. I pick up the candle, the notepad, the pen, and your pictures and head to the bedroom. Oh, Linda, I want to tell you I know this is going to be an awesome time. My boxers come off, I ‘m watching myself stroke myself, I lick my hands often, I can see beeds of cum as I rub the right side of my muscle’s head. My cock is starting be more like a missile. I stop to write about the feeling. My notebad and my pen are full of sperm. I must tell you as I like to rub the head of my penis…my thoughts are all about you…I wish you were here. I feel you watching me your encouraging me then I visualize you with me…I’m looking at your picture…you grab my hand, and we stroke my penis together. your smiling. I will rub my penis harder, and sperms bleeds out massaging my dick more, which, gets me even harder, I’m rubbing harder–then I fanatazy that your stroking me and you start in with your mouth. “Oh, the feeling is so hot!” I love the feel of your hair around my cock. I need you! I stop and grab your ass, and say, “Linda its our first time, I must put all my warm sperm in your juicy pussy! Know, I’m staring at your eyes, thrusting my hips, like I’m fucking you. I dream of putting my hands in your hair and tugging it a bit. It is Heavingly. I see Krisiti picture and notice her tight ass, and beaufiful face too, but I tell Kristi, it is not her time, this is Linda’s. I hear Linda’s voice, “Fuck me, Fuck me, Dan. I envision as my hips are thrust unto the bed, thoughts of 69, your ass, I want to sqeeze your shoulders, and kiss you. I grab your ass and all the pleasure, and my missile muscle climaxes with large amounts of warm sperm. I say I love you Linda. I’m so relaxed and content! Your happy, and so am I.The phone rings and a girlfriend wonders why I wasn’t in church. I tell her, the Packer game is on.She says, “Whats the score?”I don’t know, but Linda just scored.Chapter 4 – Wants and Wishes============================– DAY ONEIt has been almost tuzla escort an internet love affair, but not really, it has been a friendly dialogue, between a young inspiring writer named Linda who writes her diary about her sexual experiences. I become interested in her manner, one I like to write, and two she writes about something I have never tried. I like her sexual attitude and we, Dan and Linda, meet online. It’s been three years as we exchanged small dialogue, and the twenty year old young brunette, and the forty year old man E-mail each other on their sexual and regular life activities. Linda chats with many of her followers giving sexual advice, and her ideas of God, family and sexuality. I might question her ideals, but learn to understand her, and have a desire to meet her. Although, one problem exists: she will never meet someone online that she has dialogue with. Well, I’m puzzled with her, and have a great desire to meet her, so I finally figure out her passion (beside sex) and figures out a way to try and to meet Linda.Dan writes, “Linda” (I know she has a weakness for waterskiing), “I happen to be leaving Minnesota this summer to deliver a jet ski to my tennis friend, Maria Sharpova who lives in Florida. I’m going to be driving through Pittsburg and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out, and either go waterskiing, or jet skiing while I’m there. I’m a bit of pro water-skier, and maybe, I could help you in your talent.” Actually, two years ago, when I got to know you, I was at an old coach’s house, and he gave me at a garage sale price, his hand built wooden trick water skies. The first thought that came to mind was I wanted to give them to Linda. They are priceless, matter of fact, he wouldn’t give them to one of his sons, because, it would start a war.So for two years, I’ve had a plan to give these to Linda. Stubborn as she is, I finally got the nerve to tell her I would like to meet her, and give her this present for being such a good friend. I approach her online, and tell her my intensions. Stubborn as she is, Linda turns down the offer. I’m bit humbled, I answer her e-mail, and tell her, “C’mon Linda, I really would like to give you these water-skis, we don’t have to have sex, I just want to meet you and have fun for a day. Let’s just go out on the water, and see what happens and have some fun. I really want to see how you can perform on these handcrafted trick skies. If you like them you can have them.”I was tickled and amazed that the pretty brunette of 22, Linda wrote back and said, “O.K. Dan we got one day and I’ll give you the benefit, I’m breaking my rule of meeting anyone online, but you’ve been a good friend, and I would like to go waterskiing. My Dad and Mom said I could use the boat, as long as I have it home by 10:00 P.M. I will work those little two and half foot skies on Lake Wobegan, and show you some tricks that you don’t know,” Linda said.We make arrangements, and I book a hotel next to the bar which is the partying Mecca of Lake Wobegan. I had no idea that the weekend we picked was the summer festival of Lake Wobegan. My hotel is next to a bar, with a lot lake shore and docks. A pontoon sits on the water, and is the stage of the band. When I show up, 75 to 100 young girls are dancing in the two to three feet of water in their bikinis. Meanwhile, a hundred boats are anchored outside the harbor. The temperature is in the 90’s, the party is on! Drinks are flowing.. Swim suits are the only clothing, and even guys don’t have to wear a shirt on at the bar. I look around and know even if Linda doesn’t like me, I’ll meet one or many of these little phillys My first impression is wow, I didn’t know Pittsburg had so many pretty women.I leave the bar, and go to the boat landing. I’m supposed to meet Linda at 2:00. I’ve been holding those waterskiies, and can’t believe how many people talked to me about them. Of course, I told them “I’m from Minnesota, and I’m from the area where waterskiing was invented. I even told some cocky k**, that my Grandpa invented the water ski, the same place Grumpy Old Men was filmed, in Lake City, Minnesota.I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time, to meet Linda. I have always have had a crush on her, but I’ve never met her. An internet fantasy, but she was real, and I was going to meet her. I have given up (mostly) the idea of romance, and lessened my wish to meeting her, and having fun. A let’s see what happened attitude.We have exchanged photo’s before—I would recognize her right away.Suddenly, a bronze SUV shows up towing a ski boat.Linda waves at me, as like she was expecting me to be there. She backs the boat down the ramp, a rare trait for most gals, and get out of the truck and we introduce ourselves—we exchange a quick hug, and then she tells me to loosen the line of the boat. There is a steady line of boats and everyone is in a hurry. She pulls the boat away, and I look over, and my eyes are stuck….My mouth drops… Her passenger carrying a towel, and a purse, and mind you not wearing much but some short—short pair of cutoffs, unbuttoned in the middle. I’m holding the boat line waiting for Linda, and this little princess, wearing just a bikini top—a bikini that’s shows a great set of breasts. I’m shell-shocked — “Wow” who is this! Her ass checks show as she walks around the boat. I’m strumstuck as my eyes look at hers—-then I notice her long blonde hair pulled to one side of her shoulder. How could I not notice her sweet smile, her lively facial check bones as she walked with an attitude towards me. I haven’t even met her—but her smile and her body spoke of being fun and sassy.Meanwhile, I break out of my trance and concentrate on pulling the boat along the shore up to the loading dock. Linda walks up, and like we having known each other for a long time, she introduced me, and said, “Dan, this is my cousin Kristi.” “Let’s go waterskiing!” Linda said.I jump in the boat to help Linda in, and next Kristi is about ready to jump aboard, but then says, “Linda I forgot my sunglasses in the car. Throw me the keys!”Linda fires up her parents nice 26 foot ski boat that has couch like cushions all the sides. Linda and I are ready to talk, its hot so I take my shirt off, suddenly, Kristi comes jogging down the boat dock barefoot, and wearing her Paris Hilton sunglasses. I must say beauty in motion. But just as she’s ready to board the boat, I extend my hand to her, and she trips and begins falling. My strong arm pulls her threw the air, and both hands grab her around the waist, but the momentum carries us falling unto the other side of the boat couch cushions. She’s laying on top of me.My arms are around her waist and her back! Were both a bit shocked. Kristi is laying on my chest. Her soft skin, tanned petite body feels nice, firm and soft. I ask her if she’s alright! She doesn’t answer at first, instead, she slides her soft facial cheek bone down my belly. She kneels on the ground, and grab my thighs to get up, but slowly, then she rests her chin in my crotch. Now my hands are holding her long golden locks of hair. I like the way her hair caresses my body. Kristi looks up at me, with a big open teethed smile. I know she starting to feel me getting hard.I say to her, “You probably won’t of tripped, if you didn’t have these sunglasses on,” simultaneously, I move my hands from her head to putting up her sunglasses. Then our eyes connected–we both enjoyed looking into each other’s eyes. I put the glasses back over her eyes, and Linda starts, “Kristi, leave Dan alone he has been on the boat not even a minute and you look like you are giving him a Blowjob.”Kristi jumps up, “Dan saved my life.”Linda rolls her eyes.Linda pulls the boat into throttle, and we head down the Wobegan river towards Wobegan lake. Kristi decides to wiggle her ass, and pull off those 4 inch long cut off shorts, and didn’t mind showing me. Wow! what an ass!Even though I came down to see Linda, I’m starting to get turned on this 20 year old model that should be in Hollywood.I give Kristi a beer, and I walk over to Linda, and say, “Hey, I drove all this way to least get a hug from you.”We exchange hugs, and its nothing special–its weird, Linda and I know each other so well, our meeting is no big deal. It’s a bit odd to finally put a body and a personality together. It’s almost like being best friends or being married. Linda and I talk about where we are going to ski, and how much she’s looking forward to trying out her new gift of trick skis. Kristi, meanwhile is bathing in the sunshine at the stern of the boat wearing a mini bikini, sunglasses, and holding a cooler cup with a beer.After a few minutes, the tunes are cranking, and the feeling of being on the water is awesome. I like the wind in my face. It’s a hot day. sometimes I fantasize about putting suntan lotion on Kristi’s body, but Linda asks me first, and she pulls off her T-shirt top and hands me the lotion. Wow, I’m pleasantly surprised, I really enjoy rubbing Linda’s back, her brunette hair is tied up in a bun. She looks pretty.Linda then says, “I happen to have champagne and strawberries for a treat.” She hands me some berries. I do love the taste of strawberries.As Kristi lies upon the couch, I toss a strawberry at her medium to large breasts. The berry bounces off her right tit, up into her chin, then slowly rolls, in between her tits, over the middle string, like a Tiger Woods golf shot, then rolls onto Kristi’s beautiful little belly, which this belly might even be made out of baby fat–the strawberry stops between her belly button, and her small bikini bottom. Kristi goes to grab the strawberry, puts up her glasses, arches her back, and says, ” I love eating strawberries” She spreads her legs a bit, leans back, looks up into the sky, without looking then takes the strawberry and rubs it against her pussy, Just a couple times, then rubs the berry around her belly, up her body and then she seductively nipples the lucky strawberry, looks at me, then tongues the berry, and slowing eats it, never taking her eyes off me. Immediately, my cock begins to grow, my tip of my cock would like to have Kristi mouth taste me! I’m now being able to see her whole body in a different light.Linda is the first to jump in the water to go skiing. I’m running the boat, and Kristi is the deckhand. We have another beer. We argue over the CD selection. I couldn’t read the CD clearly. She teasing about wearing bifocals. She wants harder rock like Def Leopard, put sugar on me, and I want James Taylor. That’s when Kristi started teasing me about my age( so I am double your age), Kristi has a fun sense of humor she puts on a pair of glasses, and wears them at the tip of her nose like she’s a grandma. Then with beer in hand she acts, like a grandma. I laugh, and yah I’m older, and say “Kristi someday you make a great grandmother.” I give her a little hug, and slap her ass!Linda is tearing up the water with the trick skies. I thinks she likes them.It’s fun to watch her spin, glide, and turn, and her body has pretty good posture.When she’s done i comment to her, “yah, you might want to arch your back here, and then when you turn you can put more weight on her knees.”Of course, I told Linda I was once a professional water skier.Next Kristi goes–she should be topless, and she is half the skier Linda is but she handles the waves, and does good.Next, I’m up! Little do they know I was fibbing Linda about being a one time champion water skier in Minnesota. I told them I skied in water parades, and had girls standing on my shoulders. Hey, I was trying to Linda’s attention.So it’s my turn, and I can’t even get up on one ski. After three run arounds, I play that my knee went out, and maybe, I’ll be able to get up on two skies. O.K. I get up on two skies, I finish, but now Linda and Kristi realize, I was all bullshit, and I wasn’t a professional coach and skier that I bragged about. (Anything for a date with Linda, right.)I show up at the boat, and Kristi starts ripping on me. I listen to her, Linda wants a word, but is quiet only because I brought her trick skies, that are cool, and gives me the benefit of the doubt.As I’m claiming my bad knee story, and bring out the knee brace, a boat pulls up and idles back down, then I hear yelling, “Hey Linda what are you doing?”It’s a old high school friend, and they exchange a few sentences, and Wha la, Linda’s hormones get turned on, and jumps ship, saying she’s going skiing with maltepe escort her old friends. Kristi, and I look at her and say, “Right”. Linda looks pretty excited, and she hasn’t been with us.Linda zooms out into the blue of Lake Wobegan.Kristi, and I both comment, boy those guys are in for it! Kristi and I realize we have no distractions. Know what do we do?We try to compromise over music, and get another beer, the boat sits idle.It’s odd, we have had this attraction, and now we are alone together.There is a long pause, and I’m quiet. We sit down and Kristi asks what I do for work? I answer I bartend, paint, and trying to be a writer. I tell her other various jobs, that I’ve worked commercial fishing in Alaska, stock trading in Chicago, and dog mushing in the arctic. I ask her, “What have you been doing?”Since, I knew the answer from Linda’s diary, Linda has written about Kristi told the readers she works for an escort agency, and like to hook on the side.Kristi didn’t hesitate, “I like sex, and getting paid for it.”Then our talk continued, “I like having sex with girls i love, and I don’t pay for it. For me it takes away the beauty of it.”Then, Kristi comes on to me, kneels in front of me, and grabs my thighs.I look at her, and my swimsuit starts to go in up periscope mode. It’s hard to imagine a beautiful vixen like Kristi coming onto you. She is so sexy, and I haven’t even figured out what part of her body I like the best.As Kristi starts to massage my muscle beneath my swimsuit, she is closer to winning every argument. But I refuse to pay her any money. (It’s the hardest thing I ever had done in my life.)Kristi I want to know you better! I love making love to a women I know. I love a women that is true, honest, and loving. (I don’t say it but, I need to love a girl that is beautiful, but I have to love her personality.)I kind of bitch at Kristi, and tell her-“hey, I came down here to meet her cousin Linda, I’ve always had a crush on her, but when I saw you, and saw your fun, flitty, sassy, attitude, I started falling for you.” I admit, “Kristi, I like you a lot, but not for a one night stand, your better than that. What do what to do for the rest of life after you get done hooking. Are you addicted to the money, the sex, what else do want for the rest of your life.”Kristi answers, “I do like the money, and I love sex. I’m not sure.”We get another beer!As we sit down, Kristi sits next to me.It’s quiet at first, and then I say, “Kristi, I’m pretty old, never been married, no k**s that I know of, but I’ve never had the day where i want to wake up next to someone, and plan a day with. It’s sad, and loney, but all the freedom anyone desires. It’s been a pretty lonely life, and for what I can see, a raising a family under God would be a great blessing.As I grab her shoulder to rub it, she’s passive. As I rub her more, and we both take a few sips of our beer, its relaxing. Then she pipes out, and says, “Nice job Mr. pro water skier”. She’s giving me shit about my water skiing adventure, and then says, “You were telling us how to better our game, and you don’t even know how to ski.”I shrugged my shoulders, and said, I had to meet Linda’s somehow.Then out of the blue, the sassy, attituded women, Kristi grabs my cock. “Don’t tell me how you what a girlfriend, when your rubbing my back, and caressing my ass, and you have a stiff cock.” “I can’t help that Kristi, your so beautiful!”I ask, do you want to jump in the water–its so hot in this boat.”She answers, “No, if you jump in there will be a piranha in the lake.”I look at Kristi, and say, “Kristi I’m not looking for one time fuck, and to pay for it. I’m looking for a girl, girlfriend, that has bigger goals in life. Your probably the prettiest woman I have ever seen. I want to know you better.”Just then, as I had my hand on Kristi shoulder, I placed my other arm around her, and we started to hug, and even though, Kristi never kisses, our lips were coming together, when, suddenly, this romantic moment was interrupted with this loud engine boat, and we hear, Linda, “Hey what is going on?”Our lips never touched, but that split moment love was in the air.Linda jumps on board, and is all smiling and happy. I look over to other boat, and the two guys who were so actively wild, are now is a slumber like they didn’t know what happened to them. The one guy is sleeping on the bow of the boat, smiling as he sleeps. He looks like a dog that had a good dinner and went to lay at the fireplace. He is so content. The other guy looks so tired that he is yawing about driving the boat.Linda is grinning ear to ear, knowing very well she fucked the living shit out of both these guys. It didn’t take long to notice, Kristi fired out–“Those guys look like they been through a war. Didn’t you give them a break.”Kristi and I both laughed.Linda said “What did you do?”At the same time Kristi, and I said, “Nothing.”Linda said, “That’s too bad! I thought you might hit it off.”I answered, “she charges to much.”As talk changed, Linda made mention that she had to get the boat home for her parents to use for tomorrow.We grabbed another beer, and headed for home. As the sun went down, Kristi put on a sweatshirt and we sat in the back of the boat enjoying the moment.When the boat was back on the trailer, and it was time to say “goodbye”.Kristi and I had talked, and I said, “Even though, I don’t pay for sex, I would like to hire you for an escort tomorrow, I’m going jet skiing.” I asked Kristi, “If she would like to go jet skiing, and I would pay her for her time.”She said, “Yes”I gave her a hug, and we kissed on the lips.Linda said, “C’mon you guys!”My hands moved from her back to her ass, and kissed her again on the lips.”Kristi answered, “I’ll be at the hotel at 7:30 for breakfast.”My dick was hard, and I hate blue balls so I went to the hotel bar for a few drinks to relieve the pressure.Usually, I take the pressure out chasing other women, but tonight, even though there were so many hot young women there, I couldn’t help stop thinking ab0ut Kristi. I sat at the bar and was content. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow, the thought of being with Kristi. ********************************************************************************From: Dan Wells