She replied, in a curious voice “why do you like my blouse and yoga pants”? Busted was all I could think, busted and soon to be labeled as a perve...ted old man to be kept away from at all costs. I replied “Sorry, I don't mean anything by that comment, it just came out wrong, I apologize for any misunderstanding”. “No offense taken, but please just say what is on your mind, I mean what ever is ok with me, I'm a big girl, so please tell me what you like about my colors”. “Are you sure I wont. I looked over at Judy That girl did not waste time. She was messing with his belt buckle, you know, turning that button on his pants. (laughing) like she had made that move about ten thousand times before. Maybe he was getting the idea. I was in my kiss with Miguel, but when I glanced over again, she had him out,well, out of the zipper. anyway. His pants were still on. His cock was kind of long and skinny. She started jacking him off, really slow, whispering something in his ear in Spanish,. And Randy would likely be getting a taste of the other set of soft, soothing lips that he was now feeling on his shaft. Plus Rebecca seemed so wound up. Hell, maybe she would have even fucked him. He shook his head in disbelief. Poor bastard. That errand better have been worth it. His thoughts were interrupted as he groaned in pleasure. He was getting closer. Definitely less than a minute away. He began mentally preparing for his release when suddenly, something stopped. The pleasurable. I took a quick shower, changed out of my suit and into comfortable clothes, and grabbed my Penguins jersey. I checked the time, and decided to head over to the stadium, because food would be served before the game started.My ticket was waiting exactly as promised, and five minutes later I was shown into a box that overlooked center ice. I couldn’t believe the view and simply stood and gaped for a moment.“Steve?” a man whom I guessed to be around thirty asked.“Yes. Are you Mr. Williams?”“Just.