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and pussy juice drips down your legs? Arent there rules about that?" "Yeah, there are. The main rule is simple. If you dont fill me with cum when Im done, I can cut off your nuts and eat them." I performed adequately, kept my nuts, and we cleaned up the lab together. After sharing our evening meal, Dianne joined me in my room. We didnt just fuck. We really made love. Afterward lay together, cuddling and kissing, waiting for my next erection. She was gently fondling my balls, and I was making lazy circles with my fingers around her nipples. With my other hand I was rubbing her behind. "So. Do I really have a magic wand? Looks like its lost its magic right now!" Dianne made an unsuccessful attempt to stroke my flaccid penis, then giggled. "Hell come back to life soon enough. Thats magic enough for me!" I had an attack of stupidity. "So tell me. How does my wand compare to the others youve known?" Dianne abruptly sat up and leaned over me. When I began to cup her swinging breasts, she slapped my hands away. She was clearly upset. "Fuck you! Ive had quite a few lovers since I got divorced, but Ill be damned if Ill talk about them! To you or anyone else! It has nothing to do with you and me!" "Dianne, Im sorry! I didnt mean it the way it sounded! I just . . . Look, guys wonder about . . . you know, their size. And how much it matters. I guess that was in the back of my mind, but I was really trying to make a dumb joke. Youre the one who called my prick a magic wand - that night in the pizza place. Anyway it was a stupid thing to ask, and Im sorry." Dianne stared into my eyes for a minute or so, and her angry look gradually softened. She lay lowered herself into the position she had occupied before. We resumed our gentle post-coital fondling. My penis was just starting to stir when Dianne moved up so that our lips were about an inch apart. I expected to be kissed, and I was startled when she whispered to me. "Ive had longer and shorter, thicker and thinner, faster and slower, straighter and more curved. Ive learned it isnt the wand thats magic. Its the man waving it. And youre a wizard. Jenn doesnt know how lucky she is." Dianne kissed me for a minute or so, the leaned over me again so that she could look directly into my eyes. "So who was she? The older woman who taught you how to make love?" I had concealed my relationship with Mrs. Soames from everyone, and my instinctive reaction was to deny she existed. How did Dianne know? But then I understood. She had fucked quite a few men, and most likely her best lovers had all been seduced by older women. Her eyes sparkled in triumph as she stared into my eyes, knowing she


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could see that she had guessed correctly. Diannes question had caused me to remember making love to Mrs. Soames in her bed, in her living room, on a blanket in the woods, and in the dressing room of a large department store. Mrs. Soames had been my piano teacher beginning when I was twelve. She seduced me the summer before I joined the Army, and we had carried on an intermittent affair (now over) for the next five years. She was more than twenty years older than I was - almost the same age as my mother! I answered Diannes question honestly. "Mrs. Soames. Youre right. She was more than twice my age. She was my . . . " Dianne cut me off by kissing me. "No. Not her formal name. I usually like to hear the whole story, but not this time. What did you call her? Right after making love." "Her name was Deborah. I called . . . I called her My Darling Debbie." "Was she your first?" I nodded, and Dianne kissed me. She looked me in the eyes again, and after several seconds she said, "Thank you, Darling Debbie. Thank you very much." Then Dianne kissed me passionately. She made a funny sound against my mouth, almost a sob. I started to ask her what was wrong, but she distracted me by kissing me harder and fondling my genitals. I almost immediately became erect. We made love slowly, stretching out our excitement as long as we could. We fell asleep tightly wrapped around each other as had become our custom. Dianne shook me awake. She was standing beside the bed, fully dressed. I looked at the clock and it said 4:15. "Whats going on, Dianne? Why are you already dressed and . . .?" "I cant do it again, Don." For the first time I saw the streaks of tears on her face. "That was our last time. Thanks. It was great. Better than that. Wonderful." "Whadya mean? Weve still got a coupla days? Why . . .?" "Because I cant, thats why. I need to clean up every trace of us from my room, and you need to get my smell out of your car so that Jenn doesnt notice it. It may take both of us two days to get that done." "Thats bullshit! Whats really going on?" Dianne stared at me. I saw fresh tears running down her cheeks. "I was a fool, " she said. "I thought I could have sex with you and not get emotionally involved. But I cant. Its going to hurt to give you back to Jenn. Thats why we cant do it again. Goodnight, Don." "Wait! What the fuck do you think happened to me? Do you think it didnt mean anything to me, either?" "Don, youre in love with Jenn. I offered myself to you with the promise of no emotional attachments, and you accepted. On that basis. I just cant live up to it. And that comes as a surprise to me. No matter what you feel

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for me, its Jenn youre going to be with. Just dont EVER tell her about what we did while she was gone, okay? Id like to stay her friend. And maybe be invited to your wedding." With an abrupt swallowed sob, Dianne bolted for the door. Then she was gone. I lay in my bed trying to sort out my feelings. They were confused, twisted, and tangled. I was in love with Jenn, but what did I feel for Dianne? Was it the beginning of love, or was I just overwhelmed by the intensity of the sex we shared? I wondered how Jenn would feel about me when she got back. I wondered if she had fucked her old boyfriend. If she had, would I still love her? If she had decided she didnt love me, could I go back to Dianne even if I was still in love with Jenn? Would that we fair to Dianne? I didnt get any more sleep that night. I knew I was in love with Jenn, but I my powerful feelings for Dianne were confusing me. Could the power of raw sexual attraction be that strong? But I felt the same desire for Jenn! As much as I still wanted to make love to Dianne, I knew my desire to make love to Jenn was even stronger. Was that only because I hadnt fucked her yet? But Jenn might come back and tell me that she wasnt interested. So what would I do then? Would I try to pick up Dianne on the rebound? For the next two days Dianne managed to avoid seeing me, even at meals. I really missed her, and not just for the great sex. Wed talked and shared all kinds of personal and important things while lying naked in bed together. Id been a fool to become so intimate with two women at once. How much of my love for Jenn was based upon the smug satisfaction I felt for having taught her to enjoy her sexual side? How much of what I felt for Dianne was the pride I felt for having been a good lover with an experienced woman? Were my feelings that shallow, based only upon my own puffed-up ego? So for the next two days I spent a lot of time, alone, wondering about a lot of things. As I drove to the airport to meet Jenns plane, I was no closer to understanding what was going on in my head. I was only certain of one thing. I really wanted to make love to Jenn - at least once. Whether or not we got engaged, whether or not she wanted to be with her old boyfriend, whether or not shed fucked her old boyfriend while she was home, I wanted to complete - consummate - the sex lessons Id begun teaching her. Perhaps if Id only had the sense to realize what that implied, all of us could have been spared a lot of needless emotional