But I Digress...

I was just about to describe in detail the rest of my very fruitful afternoon with "Mr. Flowers" when it occured to me that perhaps, I should go back to the beginning and talk about my first two AM experiences, Cop and Pornstar.  When I made the decision to join Ashley Madison I wasn't sure what to expect.  I did get an inbox full of flattering, disgusting,  and unique messages.  I finally settled on two and sent them both a message to see what would happen.  Both responded back and before I knew it, I was chatting with both.

The first guy, the Cop, sent me pictures of himself (in uniform even!) and a cell number for me to text.  This number was nothing like local numbers for the area he was from and I immediately thought MISCHIEF PHONE! He reads Riff Dog!   (He didn't and it was his "criminal phone")  We met one morning and he drove around for nearly an hour looking for a good place for us to park.  This is the problem with a cop...every spot looked too suspicious or too open.  Finally, he pulled into a car wash.  We began kissing like high school kids and all of my nervousness and fear was replaced with excitement.  He was an amazing kisser.  He took control and knew what he was doing.  Our hands were all over each other and as I rubbed him over his jeans I could feel his rock hard cock dying to be let out.  It was like high school but without the fear of being labeled a slut.

I happily helped him out of his little prison (keeping with the law and order theme) and without wasting a second, my mouth was on him.  I was swirling my tongue around the tip and sucking him as deep as I could manage given the limitations of his clothes and our space.  He was so sweet but he didn't last very long.  "I am going to cum." he whispered to me.  I gave a thumbs up and didn't stop.  He warned me again.  Ummm, ok.  Finally, he exploded into my mouth and I happily swallowed every last drop.  I am pretty sure it had been awhile for him as he kept thanking me as he drove me back to my car.  Honestly guys, thanking a girl once is more than sufficient.  More than that and it becomes awkward and pathetic.

In the end, I saw the Cop one more time.  This time, we ended up fucking on his living room floor but he couldn't finish the deal.  (ran out of law and order themed metaphors) Between my nervousness of being in his house (I will never do that again!) and his confession that it had been 8 months since he  last had sex as he apologized profusely, I knew I couldn't see him again.  I joined AM to have fun and this guy, while nice, was a downer.

Thank goodness I had the Pornstar on deck....