My name is Sidney, and as a young woman growing up I enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh.
I have always had a fascination with cemeteries, and was once employed at a business next to one, I would often take walks during my lunches through the cemetery. I liked to read the names and dates on the headstones and imagine things about the person.
For a while I was involved with a married man I'll call Jay, I also knew his wife, who in order to keep him happy allowed him lots of latitude. I would often spend my lunch with Jay and some of those encounters will be told later.
One day Jay and I were walking in the cemetery, and came upon a gravestone for a young woman named Rebecca, as we were standing there, talking about who she might have been, I started to get aroused, I mentioned something about wondering whether she had ever had sex. Jay had his arm around me and slid his hand to my ass said that if I wanted to we could do it for her on the grave. I was not wearing a bra, and with him caressing my ass, my nipples became hard, I turned to face him and rubbed my hand over his crotch, he was hard, so I said sure. We then kissed, and the hand that had been on my ass, slid down my skirt and up under it. He soon had his hand inside my panties and was working them off my hips. He moved down to his knees and as my panties reached my ankles put his head under my skirt and started kissing me, I spread my feet a little so that his tongue could slip past my lips and into my pussy.