When I was around forty years old, I met a beautiful slim blond who can only be described as a shameless nymphomaniac. Her name was Danielle, and we had many wild times over a ten year on again, off again relationship. She was game for anything, anytime....

I had known Marguerite for a while now, as an acquaintance of a mutual group of friends. Although we had kept it friendly, whenever we were near each other there was an undeniable sexual tension that crackled like electricity between us. I'm sure she noti...