A few weeks ago I started a thread about the biggest disappointment you'd ever had in bed. Now lets talk about the opposite. What is the single hottest experience you've ever had in bed? I'm not talking about a chick or a guy you banged for weeks or months - only the single hottest, wettest, most memorable sexual experience you ever had. I'll start. Let me start off by saying two things: (1) I love big breasts and (2) I have a thing for older women. And I swear that the following is true, every part of it. Back in 2000, when I was 34, I was working at a firm in downtown Manhattan. There was a secretary at the firm named Mary for whom I had the major hots. She was a slightly older Latina, divorced with grown kids out of the house busty as hell, tight ass and flirty and showy. She had pictures of herself on her desk wearing strapless gowns showing a lot of cleavage. I used to whack off thinking about those tits. One time, she sent me an e-mail about some case she was working on. I responded and made a suggestion with a sly double entendre. She returned the e-mail with an LOL, so I was encouraged. Over the next few weeks, we e-mailed back and forth with double entendres (for example, I once e-mailed her that I was so tired that day, I wanted to take a nap under my desk like George Constanza did in that "Seinfeld" episode; she e-mailed me back asking whether there was room for two there; I e-mailed back that if she was under there with me, I'd be even more tired out than I was before I got under there. She answered OMG, LOL. And so on.) She told me that she was 49 and was a 38D. One day, I was working in my office on a really hot Sunday and on the way home, the a/c in my car broke dropped dead. I emailed her from my phone complaining about how hot it was. She e-mailed back that she was home with her a/c on high and that I could stop by for a cold drink if I wanted to. I told her I'd accept the invite. I drove to her apartment in Brooklyn (way out of my way). She answered the door in a robe with a cold glass of water. I went in and she told me to take off my sweaty shirt. I did and she went into the kitchen for something. I decided to go for it and kept right on undressing. When she came back, I was in my boxers at half-mast. She gasped "Oh my God" and I said "Sorry, but all my clothes are sweaty." She walked over to me and we embraced and started kissing. Long story short: I fucked her in every position that day in her bedroom. She must have been half-expecting me to make a move because she had scented candles burning there even though it was about 1 pm. It was the closes I've ever been to heaven. She was totally shaved, her tits were big and firm and man, she could fuck like a machine. No 19 year old could have been better. We fucked a few more times after that but never quite recaptured the magic of that first time. She stopped seeing me when she met some guy at a club closer to her age, and they ended up getting married. I got married two years later. She's 61 now and I still see her from time to time in Brooklyn. She still looks great, if a little wrinkled. She still gets my dick hard whenever I think of her. Your turn.