I’m Wendy. This story is about the first time I was out on a boat with a friend’s dad and his close friend. I was a young lady, ripe for picking, and both those men took my virginity that day. My first thought afterwards was, “Damn, I’m glad that I turned eighteen last month.” My friend, Crystal, invited me to go out on her father’s boat for a day. Sounded like fun. Jerry, her father, picked me up on the day we were suppo...

It was Friday, our mandatory staff meeting day. As a school counselor I had been granted the ability to do most student counseling from my home office. It worked really well for me because working from home gave me vast opportunities to indulge my sexual passions. But Fridays were torture. We all sat around the conference table bitching about one thing or another. I usually sat there fantasizing about the hung stud I was...