[BadPhotog]

LOL I didn't regret this but it wasn't a good idea. When I was younger I dated a fiery little redhead named Tracy for 6 or 7 months. She was a total sex maniac, all she wanted to do was fuck. In her pussy, in her ass, outdoors, in a car, where ever, she didn't care as long as she got some dick. She loved to drink and watch porn videos while being fucked silly. We finally split up and she moved away and we lost touch.

A couple of years later I ran into her older sister Kathy and we spent sometime catching up and she mentioned that Tracy is now living in a large city about 2 hours away. I gave her my number and asked her to give it to Tracy next time she talked to her. Two days later I get a call from Tracy asking if I want to come to her apartment and have a couple of drinks and talk about the old days. I grabbed a bottle of her favorite liquor and headed to her place thinking alright - I am going to get some tonight! When I get there she is the same bubbly little Tracy looking good in a pair of tight jeans and a tight sweater. We fixed ourselves drinks and sat on the couch to talk.

Well right away she starts talking about this guy she just started dating, she is staying faithful to him, he works nights, he just got out of prison on an assault and battery charge, he is the jealous type, she doesn't want me to get the wrong idea, we can't have sex because she is seeing him now. Blah, Blah, Blah. I reassure her that I am just there to see an old friend, we can have a couple of drinks together no harm in that, blah, blah, blah. Meanwhile I am thinking great, a two hour drive down here, and then two hours back tonight, and I don't even get a handjob!

We have a few drinks, and I said well I have a long drive ahead of me, I better start heading home. She said wait a minute, jumps off the couch and disappears into her bedroom. A few minutes later she reappears wearing a lacy, filmy white lingerie, parades around the living room showing herself off, and said I just wanted to show you my fuck-me outfit. Next thing I know, we are on the living room floor fucking the shit out of each other. We are using various positions, we are all over the furniture, on the floor, we kept drinking and fucking until we both passed out on the floor of her living room.

Next thing I know, she is shaking me awake. Tracy said you better put your jeans on, it is about 7 o'clock and my boyfriend likes to stop by my apartment on his way home from work. LOL all I can think about at that moment is the violent ex-con walking in and finding me naked on the floor wrapped up in his naked girlfriend - I jumped up, threw my jeans on and ran out the door with the rest of my clothes in my arms saying I had some errands to run and I better get going. We did manage to hook up a few times after that but usually when Tracy was between boyfriends.