I have always been an overly sexual person, I mean I can make the ALPHABETS sexual. If I had my way I would have sex anywhere from 3 to 6 times a day, everyday and all day. IT is unfortunate though that I have yet to find a man or woman who can keep up with me, but I damn near came close once.
His name was Lawrence, he was tall, dark and handsome, just the way I love my men. Lawrence was shy, but it did not take long to get his engine going. I am pretty aggressive and usually get what I want and I WANTED him.
One Friday night I decided to put on a maroon velvet dress and no panties ( I never wear any; easy access for me and anyone else); I called him up around 7pm and asked him if he wanted to go and get a drink with some of our other mutual friends..
When I arrived to his home he was dressed to impress... I love a man who can dress and dress well, black slacks and a silk Asian print shirt. I saw the muscles in his arms and wondered if his pants held the same big package.
He invited me in and I asked him if I could use his bathroom; lucky for me his bathroom was in his bedroom.
I paced back and forth around his bathroom for a few minutes and then cracked open the door. Lawrence came into the room and asked if I was OK, I said yes and told him that I would be out in a minute... I look in the mirror and saw that he was watching me... I dropped my lipstick on the floor and bent over to pick it up; I knew he saw my bare ass. I washed my hands and when I walked out of the bathroom he had a strange look on his face. I asked him if he was OK and he just nodded.