I did go out with a girl who had been at the same Microsoft symposium with me in Los Angeles. She was total granola - meaning she was very much an environmentalist type, no makeup, ruddy complexion, but really a funny girl. We had a very good time laughing it up and having fun at the convention, but when we got back to the bar, I realized I had no attraction to her at all. She got me to come up to her room and we had the TV on and started making out. So, while I'm kissing her and running my hands up and down her body, I'm very strongly imagining one of the hot girls from Caliente on spanish TV.
I'm really making out now and starting to get into the mood, and she asks, "why are your eyes closed?"
"I guess I just automatically close my eyes, it's just all a physical thing to me." I said, and we got back into it. We had been drinking which helped a lot. Finally I got my boxers off and got on top of her pushing her sundress all the way up. I rubbed the tip of my dick against her wetness, and she was very wet. When I pushed into her, she gasped and really got into it. It was really good sex and my first impulse was wrong. She rolled me over soon and got on top, humping away and massaging her tits, playing with her nipples as I lay back and enjoyed the ride.
It was a very sweet afternoon. She admitted later that she was married and showed me a photo of a small pudgy guy with a bald head and what looked like no self-esteem. I felt bad about it for a while, but then again, she didn't tell me she was married and I didn't ask.
I'm really making out now and starting to get into the mood, and she asks, "why are your eyes closed?"
"I guess I just automatically close my eyes, it's just all a physical thing to me." I said, and we got back into it. We had been drinking which helped a lot. Finally I got my boxers off and got on top of her pushing her sundress all the way up. I rubbed the tip of my dick against her wetness, and she was very wet. When I pushed into her, she gasped and really got into it. It was really good sex and my first impulse was wrong. She rolled me over soon and got on top, humping away and massaging her tits, playing with her nipples as I lay back and enjoyed the ride.
It was a very sweet afternoon. She admitted later that she was married and showed me a photo of a small pudgy guy with a bald head and what looked like no self-esteem. I felt bad about it for a while, but then again, she didn't tell me she was married and I didn't ask.
