"Aren't you... spoken for?"

You have to ask. You don't want to get into a situation where you're getting into trouble.

Bethany wrinkles her nose. "Well... not any more. I think this was just too much for him to handle. I suppose I should appreciate that he stuck around as long as he did... watching me with dozens of men, doing unheard of, filthy things."

You nod, and you realize that if you're lucky enough for Bethany to become yours, there's no way, none at all, that she could be yours exclusively. You'll have to learn to live with that. "Was there anything in particular that ended it?" You ask.

"I think so." Bethany responds. "We knew this young girl, very pretty, and she was getting close to her eighteenth birthday. I suggested that, for her present, we team up and completely ravish her, just leave her totally ruined for any boy she ever fucks maybe for the rest of her life."

Your cock hardens at the thought. If you were in her man's position, you're not sure that would be the thing that turned you away. "He had a problem with that?" You ask, incredulously.

"Well, the girl was his niece." Bethany says, smiling at the information she clearly, strategically left out for effect. "He said he could never do that in a hundred years."

"Uh-huh" you respond. It makes more sense now. "I could see how that might freak him out."

"Well, I think the bigger problem was..." Bethany bites her lip for a second and stares at you, taking a deep breath. "I kinda did it anyway."

Now you take a deep breath. "How did he find out."

"I couldn't help but tell him." Bethany responds. "I kinda showed him a picture of his niece with both of my hands inside her." There are a few seconds of awkward, kinky silence. Then Bethany runs her fingers through her brown hair, and clears her throat. "Look, what I'm looking for in a man is someone who, when I suggest something like that will not only agree but tell me it's acceptable but not nearly naughty enough for him. I'm not looking for a guy who will go up to the edge of appropriate with me. I'm looking for someone who will jump over the cliff. Understand?"

You nod. You're not sure if you're that person. But looking at Bethany's pretty, sweet face, you think you could be.

"Any other questions?" She asks.