It was our six month anniversary. Me and my boyfriend Alex were going to celebrate big time. He said he was going to take me out for dinner and everything. I was so happy I couldn't believe it. I don't get out much as you can see. So any time I can get out of the house, it is one hell of a treat for me.

Alex picked me up at my house. I was wearing a sexy white button down dress shirt. I made sure that I had just enough buttons loose so he could see my cleavage. Alex is a breast man. He doesn't hid it one bit. He says I have a nice pair of tits. Sometimes I tell him that he would think any pair were nice, as long as they were attached to someone breathing. But, he tells me he is in love with my tits. What can a girl say? I don't understand it.

“Where are we going to eat?” I asked.

“Do you know that little place over in Rolland?” He asked.

“You mean that seafood place?” I asked back.

“Yeah, the place that advertises the best lobster in the state.” Alex said looking over at me.

“I've heard of that place.” I said.

“Have you ever been there?” He asked.

“No. I hear it is expensive.” I said back to him.

“It is, but only the best for my sweetie.” He said as he kissed me on the cheek.

Alex is such a sweet guy. Now that I am in my 40's, I don't meet guys like him anymore. All of the men are either angry or on Viagra. They are pissed off because they can't get it up and they are pissed off at their ex-wives. Luckily me and my Jim didn't have a bloody divorce. We grew apart from each other and we both knew it. Getting divorced was the best thing for both of us.

I even still talk to Jim from time to time. He has a new wife and they are really happy. Every now and then they invite me over and we watch a movie or just sit around and talk. You know, I don't know if we were ever really in love. I think maybe we were just lonely and needed someone to be around. Don't get me wrong, Jim was a good man. But, we were just different.

Alex doesn't hate his ex wife. Sometimes we go over to her house and he visits his kids. They had two lovely kids together. Alex is so proud of his kids.

“Do you like seafood?” Alex asked.

“I love it! I will eat anything they give me.” I said.

“Would you eat a pile of shit?” He said.

“You are always poking fun at me.” I said while laughing.

Alex is such a kidder. If you don't watch it, he will let loose on you every time.

“I'd eat a pile of your shit honey.” I said while kissing him on the cheek.

“We could film it and make a bundle selling it on the Internet.” Alex joked.

“You look at that stuff on the Internet?” I asked.

“No, my brother emailed me a picture of someone eating shit.” He said.

“I'm sure. You probably jack off all the time looking at that stuff.” I said while giggling.

“I can't seem to jack off while on the Internet. I haven't figured out how to use the computer with one hand.” He said back.

We were now at the place. I could tell because it looked like an old ship. There were life boats next to hit and life savers everywhere.

“So, this is the place.” I said as I got out.

“The best damn seafood in the state.” He said leading the way to the door.

When he opened the door, a gush of smells ran up my nose. It was a good smell, it wasn't the fishy smell that I had expected. We sat down in a booth that was away from everyone. Alex later told me that he called in advance to get this table.

The placed looked like a corny seafood place. I don't mean that in a bad way. There were all kinds of ocean related pictures and objects. There was even a big sand box for people to play in. I seen a few fat people in there playing in the sand. They must of had way too much to drink.

“What would you like Ma'm?” The waitress asked.

“I'll take the steamed lobster with the steamed veggies.” I said.

“And you sir?” The woman asked.

“I will have the surf and turf.” Alex said while looking down at the menu.

“Oh, and I would like to have a couple rolls with lots and lots of butter.” I said looking up at the waitress.

“I never knew you loved butter so much.” Alex said.

“I love butter on my rolls.” I joked.

“I'd like to squirt my butter on your rolls.” Alex replied.

“If you are nice to me, you will get to do even more later on.” I said.

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I have to admit, this is kind of a crazy story. I fell in love with this guy, and I am a horny girl. Most girls don't do the things that I do. But, I know that is why guys like me so much. They like the things that I do.

I called up my boyfriend and asked if he wanted to do anything. I hate sitting around the house on a weekend. There is nothing more depressing than sitting around the house while you could be having fun. The only time I want to be around the house is, when I am getting fucked. I don't mind being around the house then. Actually, most of the times I fuck my boyfriend it is at his house. He has a really neat water bed. I love getting fucked while feeling the waves on his water bed.

I called him up and asked if he wanted to do something. Stan, my boyfriend, said that he would like to go get something to eat and watch a movie. He said that there is a new movie out about aliens or something. I have no idea what he was talking about. I told him that I would love to do that. Actually, I could think of a million things that I would rather be doing than watching a movie about aliens. But, I don't want to be sitting around the house all day.

I took a shower and I put a little skirt on. It is one of these skirts that has lace around the bottom. It is black, but it isn't made out of leather. This is one of those skirts that you don't wear if you are planning to do any bending over. Unless you are bending over to get fucked that is.

I couldn't decided on what shirt that I wanted to wear. I didn't know if I wanted to wear a button up shirt and not button the shirt much. I also have a nice tank top that I bought that shows off my tits. I didn't know if I wanted to wear that instead. I also didn't know if I wanted to wear any panty hose or not. If I wanted to wear panty hose, what color should I wear? I wish guys had to make decisions like this. I think they tend to choose the clothes that have the least amount of stains on them. Oh, and let's not forget about them choosing the clothes that stink the least. I'm sure they have a hard time finding clothes that aren't full of stains and smell bad. How I wish it were that easy!

I decided that the tank top was what I wanted to wear. It looked good, but not too slutty. I figured an unbuttoned dress shirt would look way too slutty with this short skirt. I also put on white panty hose. White panty hose look conservative, but sexy at the same time. I don't know why I care, but I don't want people to think I am a slut. Just someone who doesn't mind showing off their body.

“Are you ready to go?” Stan yelled through the screen door.

After all of these decisions, I still haven't figured out what perfume that I wanted to wear or the shoes I wanted to wear. Men have it so easy, way too damn easy.

“Come in and sit on the couch.” Yelled at him.

“Okay.” Stan yelled back.

I could hear the screen door slam shut when he came into my place. I put on some perfume and picked a pair of shoes that looked good with this outfit. I ended up wearing a nice black shoe with buckles on them. I think they make me look like a sexy innocent type of girl.

I came out and Stan gave me that smile. It's the smile that tells me I'm looking hot. He does it every time. Men, they can't hide it when their penis takes over.

“Man, you look fucking good.” Stan said.

“Finger licking good?” I said as I hiked up my skirt.

“You are horny today.” Stan said as he watched me rub my pussy through my panties.

“I'm horny every day.” I said as I put my skirt back down.

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