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     “You want to see my breasts?” I asked him. His hand was resting at the very top of my
breast. He couldn’t have looked more pleased if I had offered him a million dollars.
     “I do,” he said, his voice husky. “More than anything in this world I want to see
them.” I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. His eyes were glued to my chest as I
unfastened my bra.  I made myself move slowly and deliberately and I held the loosened bra
in place until he started squirming.
     “Oh my God!” he exclaimed when I took the bra away. “You have a national treasure! A
real treasure chest.” He plunged his face between my boobs and breathed deeply. Quickly he
abandoned the valley and went to the nearest peak. He sucked a hardened nipple into his
mouth and gave me a beautiful, but small orgasm. As I said, I have very sensitive breasts,
but especially my nipples. I can make myself come with just teasing my nips.
     Suddenly our clothing was flying in every direction and then we both were completely
naked for the enjoyment of the other. Don had a nice size cock. Not huge, but respectful
and it was hard which is the most important thing.  I like a big cock as well as the next
gal, but if it ain’t hard, it ain’t going to do much.
     Not only was Don hard, he was able to keep it hard and ready for the fun and games
to come. No pun intended. Our first coupling was great and so was the second and third.
Don spent the night with me and woke me up by eating my pussy. That is one thing that will
get a guy very high marks.
     Since it was Saturday and neither of us had to go to work, we spent most of the
morning in bed. Hunger finally drove us out of bed. I fixed us some eggs and bacon and
when we had eaten we ran back to bed. It was a wonderful beginning to phase three.

***

Phase three can last up to several years if both parties agree. In phase three there is a
lot of heavy breathing, sex play, and a great deal of fucking.  It’s that ‘getting to
really know you’ stage. It’s where you find out the likes and dislikes of the other. It is
where you find out what your partner will stand still for in bed. Don was pleased to
discover that there was nothing about sex that I didn’t like. I was pleased to discover he
had no hang-ups either.
     I like oral sex, both giving and receiving. I like it when he ejects in my mouth so
I can swallow his cum. I like anal sex if the guy is gentle to begin with. I will put up
with some gentle bondage, if I trust the guy.  I found I did trust Don so when he
suggested tying me up I got some scarves and handed them to him. I can handle some
discipline, but I don’t want to be hurt bad. Don was always considerate and stopped
spanking me when I asked him to. He liked to tease my clitoris while I was tied up. A
couple of times he bordered on actual pain, but I never asked him to stop. He seemed to
know when it was time to stop and start fucking.
     I found out back in Phase two that Don had graduated from West Point and intended on
making the Army his career. He was on a fast track and his assignment at my company was
only for two years. He only had a year and a few months left on that assignment. However
we didn’t let that fact deter us from spending as much time together as we possibly could.

     Four months after our first meeting, Don moved in with me. It was about the halfway
point in his assignment. His moving in was the beginning of phase four. Frankly there are
some fuzzy lines between phase three and four. Sometimes it’s hard to know exactly where
one stops and the other begins, but it’s all part of the process. 
     Sometime in late phase three or early phase four Don asked to about the tattoo I
had. I had been expecting the question because other men had ask me about it. My tattoo
was a small red devil on my right butt cheek.  Always before I made up some tale, but for
whatever reason I elected to tell Don the truth. This is the story.