What an erotic scene, standing in front of him, in my blue thong, and his face at my mound. His tongue drags up my mound, through my knickers, and I s...eady myself with my hands against the wall. Grabbing my butt, he pulls me closer to his mouth, and increases the pressure with his tongue. "Ohhhh, that feels so good," I moan as I arch my back, and push harder into the walls with my hands. He holds my hips to steady me. My juices are flowing onto my material. Finally he removes my thong and I. My wife was away on a girlfriend's trip. I was out of town myself, spending the weekend at my parent's house. They were away on vacation and I was 'house-sitting' for them. With nothing better to do, I headed out to the local bar. It had been twenty years since I'd been to the place. I used to hang out there with my friends during our college years, as usual, trying to pick up women. I was enjoying a beer, laughing to myself realizing the pictures on the wall hadn't changed in all these years.. She pressed her lips against my shaven mound, my heart skipped a beat and I felt a moan escape my lips.Just as she had gotten me really hot and ready, she stopped and stood up in front of me. Pressing her body against mine she kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself. I brought my hands to the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. As I worked on her bra, she removed her slacks, revealing her hairy mound. She never wore panties. As her breasts were released she pushed against me. The police should be here any minute."The police came in and took statements from both of us. About the tieAstrid had finished hers, Mrs. Hollenback was waking up. When shefound out what was going on, she was furious. She wanted nothing to dowith the publicity and she was furious that her work ahead never gottenstarted, let alone finished. She became even angrier when she learnedthat her chauffeur had not been summoned. The police wanted toquestion her. Mrs. Hollenback indignantly.