I like to write my stories and send them out. I don't delete them I keep them on file. Even if they are not accepted. I mostly write while I'm dressed and am sure no ones home to watch me. 80% of my stories are true,but the other 20% people have to figure out. Yes people know about me but I move. Or try to or deal with it.You have to cause your not even sure about yourself. So how can you be about others. Anyway I had left a unfinished story on my computer and had took off my heels under the table. A new guy I had met as (a male) dropped by,cause we were going to go fishing that day. I ran to my bedroom to change from my silk blouse mini skirt bra,panties and stockings. He came in and asked about a beer. I told him in the frig get one. He did and said you got a computer? I said yeah it's on the table. I forgot to log off and he was reading everything I had written. I had forgot about my heels under the table as I came in the room. He asked when people write do they get into a conventional devise or method to get into character. I said some times they do. Why do you ask? He said I was just wondering. He said another question are most stories true. I didn't know what he had seen. And said well most writers have to have to have som... as I came in to the room and he was standing in front of my computer. Then he looked at me and said have you really done this? I said done what? Sucked dick and been fucked! I told him that was a story I justed pulled up from the internet and was reading. He bent over and picked up my heels and said well who's are these? He said I kinda thought you acted like a bitch. And being around you made me feel kinda funny and I didn't know why. It was like when your with a girl. You bent over that one time and I did look at your ass. I swore I saw panty lines and when you sat at the bar. I looked down the back of your pants and I did see blue panties. Now I'm sure! He said well dress for me bitch! Go on get in that room that makes you a women. I wasn't scared just surpised. So I did. He said You got any more beer? I said in the truck of the car. Wheres the keys? In my jacket I told him. He said he would be right back. I could have locked him out but I didn't. Instead I Slipped on my stockings and bra. Then Curled my hair and put on some makeup and perfume. I slipped into housecoat and heels and sat at the table to wait for him. He came in a was surpised to see me sitting there drinking a beer. He said dam I new I was right you got a mouth I could FUCK! I sucked on the neck of the beer bottle and the foam spurted past my lips. He said baby give me some of that and I went to my knees. I sucked on his head and kissed his slit. Made love to his knob and lick around his tip. Slid on the underside of his cock and sucked in his balls and went back to the tip of his cock. I sucked on the slit getting all his precum. Pulling and stroking pulling the cum from his balls. He pushed me back and tore the panties from my ass. I got mad at him I really like them. He said don't worry baby I'll buy you some more. As his tounge lashed my ass and went deeper for more. He pulled out my cock and sucked on my dick. Then flipped me over and spit on my clit. He lined his cock up to ride in my ass. I closed my eyes as it sunk in my ass. He pulled on my hair and said I knew you were a bitch. I never would have know your ass would feel like this.He PUSHED my face into the floor humping and grinding filling my ass to the core. He felt like a retard as he started to twitch and fill my ass full of cum as his cock went limp