My last AP loved the fuck out of me, and was always DTF, 24/7, 365. She wasn’t promiscuous, she just wanted to fuck the guy she was in love with. Every. Day. She knew how to keep a guy happy, and she took great care of me. She was the best I ever had in terms of personality, intelligence, sexuality, and lack of inhibitions. Not to mention she was head-turning hot. At the time she was close to 30, I was pushing 40.
I stopped by her house one sunny Saturday morning when her kids were gone and all was quiet. She let me in and said “I was just about to take a shower, come back here with me”, and headed back to her bedroom. I followed without saying anything, and stood in the doorway watching her while she went into her bathroom and turned the shower on. She came back out, stripped her clothes off, dropped them on the floor and was walking back to the bathroom naked when we made eye contact. I’ll never forget how she looked- the perfect golden tan all over (no lines – a lot of nude beach days that summer), the long, unruly strawberry blonde hair, the hazel eyes, and the tall, long-legged California surfer chick look. *Holy shit, I am one lucky motherfucker.* And that one second of eye contact said it all- *IT’S ON!* She grabbed her tits and squeezed them while she stuck her tongue out at me. And I went after her like a convict just released from prison.