When I was a fourteen I was in a car accident and I lost an eye, and I had some nerve damage and have lived with a crooked smile. I was self conciuos, wore glasses to stop people from focusing on my eye and hid my face. I was otherwise in good shape and have a womanly figure. In college I dated once but that didn't work out and I found myself socializing with my roommate from my freshman year. We bounced back and forth around other living arrangements and finally settled into sharing an apartment in our senior year. She never dated and her excuse is that guys took up too much time and she had to keep her grades up.

We graduated and we both moved to the same city, with jobs for different companies and we moved in together and ten years later we were still living together. We socialized together and kept house together. Yes, we did slip into affection and the primary affection was sleeping with her and cuddling up in her arms. Our hands wandered and we experimented but mostly we cuddled. We did not consider ourselves gay, we were more like why date if guys only want one thing and they take too much time. I turned 32 and I was still a virgin and so was she.

We went to this happy hour for this guy that was leaving the company. Mid thirties, divorced. The night went on and some people left and I found myself in a booth and he sat beside me and pushed me up against the wall and put his arm around the back of the booth and leaned on me. He whispered in my ear and asked me if she had floppy tits. Or were her tits firm with nice nipples. What about her pussy, was she one of those shy types that kept her pussy hidden behind an untended bush or was she one of those girls who was proud of her pussy and showed it to me every day for my pleasure. What about kissing, was she a sloppy kisser or was she a good kisser. When we kissed did I feel her up, or did she feel me up. Which did I like better, the taste of her pussy in my mouth or the feeling of her mouth on my pussy.

I was so tight against the wall and I wasn't able to get a word in edgewise, I tried telling him we weren't that kind of roommates and he put his arm around me and held me and whispered that he wanted to see my pussy, he wanted me to trim my pussy for him so he could enjoy my pussy lips, he wanted to suck my tits, for me to hold my tits in my hands and use my thumb and index finger to get my nipples hard for him to suck, he wanted to lay me out in a big X on the bed, with my naked pussy for him so he could push his cock up to my throat. That is what he wanted to do and he wanted me to know it and that is what he intended to do now that we didn't work together and he knew I was sucking on my roommate's tits.

He kissed me opening my lips with his tongue and pushing his tongue into my mouth and he told me that next he was going to push his cock into my pussy lips and play hide the weenie with me. I don't know who much time had passed, or that my roommate was standing there watching all this, or that I was so wet I was scared to stand up, or that I wanted another kiss which he gave me while groping my tit. I didn't want him to let go of me, I looked up at my roommate and got embarrassed that she was watching. I didn't know how much she had heard. She just looked at me and told me it was time to go home.

When he called me I agreed to meet him. He told me about his new job and how much he wanted me to be there with him, but it was better if we didn't work together because he was going to be fucking me. That evening he came over and he put me on the bed in a big X and used scissors to cut away my underwear and my bra and told me to rub my nipples with my thumb and forefinger and get my nipples hard and he used the scissors to trim away at my pussy until he said he liked nice fat pussy lips to look at. He fucked me, it wasn't at all like having his tongue in my mouth, he fucked me and left me on the bed and stood at the end of the bed telling me to lay in an X so he could see my pussy.

I love showing him my pussy and I love to play with my tits and letting him suck on them. I love getting fucked and sometimes I enjoy giving him oral sex. It is not my thing but I do it and show him I will do it if he wants. I live with him now and he trims my pussy the way he likes it. I haven't worked full time since I moved in with him and he taught me to cook and now I teach other women how to cook full meals for their homes. My old roommate is our third wheel and she socializes with us.

Since that night when he put all those questions to me I look at her totally different. She doesn't have floppy tits and she does shave her pussy now since I asked her to. She has long legs and my favorite view of her is her butt and how her legs join up and she flashes her pussy at me by bending over. She is a good kisser, and she likes to take my tits in her hands and use her thumb and forefinger to get my nipples hard and kiss them and bite them. It is not that we get naked all the time, but we do get naked once in a while. I love getting naked and laying on the bed for her, and I love it when she gets naked and walks over to me telling me that she is going to get me and not let me go. She doesn't like it that I like having a guy in my life that takes up all my time and she has to fit herself into the time I have available. But that time is so much more time together than we spent when we lived together for those ten years. She didn't overhear him that night, but I have told her what he said that night over and over and she asks me the same questions, whispered in my ear while she kisses my neck and face and mouth.