"Then, I'm ready for you to tell me about when you have sex with others," Eva said. "I want to understand your desires and how you feel when you fulfill them."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, I want to know how you feel, what turns you on, and how you take care of yourself," Eva replied. "I just hope it doesn't make me any hornier than I already am, or I think I'm going to burst."
He laughed. "Well, you know how to take care of that problem, when you need to," he said.
"So, tell me about the last time you did it, okay," she said.
"Well," he started. "Last week I met a woman that I've known since college. We only slept together once in college, and she's married now, but she calls me up maybe once or twice a year and asks if I'll 'fuck her properly' as she puts it. When we meet, she's always incredibly horny, and she loves to role play.
She had me meet her in a bar, and she wanted me to play like I was picking her up before taking her to the room. I reserved a room at the hotel next door, and she had the room number. The only problem was, she looked so hot, and she was so horny, that she let another guy pick her up and fuck her before I got there. So, she texted me that I was to come into the room like her husband to scare the guy off. When I went in, they were on the bed naked, and you should have seen that guy scramble. I tried to tell him it was okay, but he was in too big a hurry to get out of there," he paused laughing.
"Then she played like she had been a naughty wife and needed to be punished. I spanked her and put her face down on the bed and fucked her. Her pussy was so wet and felt so good. I fucked her used pussy brutally, and she just kept asking me to do it harder. She must have a lot of pent up sexual frustration. I loved unloading into her."
"Wow," was all Eva could say. Maybe this wasn't a good idea, or maybe it would take some getting used to. Eva sat there imagining Lucas' hard rod stroking a woman from behind, her squealing and screaming, him grunting as he unloaded into her. Eva wished it would have been her. It must be awful to be stuck in a marriage without good sex. Eva knew that she would probably end up like that woman, getting it on the side when she really needed it, but maybe twice a week, not twice a year. She probably had other guys she used as well, Eva reasoned.
"Thanks for sharing that with me," Eva finally managed. "I'll write an email tomorrow, and send you a pic of the guy's cock in me in a minute, to give you something to think about today."
"Okay," he said, "I hope you have sweet dreams. Good night."
