It was too hard to resist the temptation. I found myself starting to flirt more and drop sexual innuendo around him. One day I was drinking and talkin... with him, sitting down at the patio of the bar. I was wearing especially revealing clothing that showed off my legs, stomach and tits as much as possible, and he definitely took notice. On a hunch I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I want you to come back to my place and fuck me rough tonight". He had a somewhat stunned look on his face at. Your adrenaline was pumping and your pussy was getting wet thinking what could happen.Answering the door you were surprised to see he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His excuse was that it was hot out, which it was. You could see the sweat on his younger body and couldn’t help but think about ripping his pants off and blowing him right there with the door open for your neighbors to see. But patience is a virtue.You invited him in sounding a little flustered. And you asked if he wanted something to. You are extremely polite.’ ‘You should have seen me when I was in my prime Even. I was far more polite than I was today.’ ‘I think I’m going to miss you most of all. You brighten my life.’ ‘When I took over for you I thought it was going to be a short-term appointment. I grew to love it as much as you do.’ ‘You were the only one I knew that could do this job, and do it with a great deal of strength, and vision. That’s why I called you.’ ‘Your memory must be failing you. You didn’t call me. A movement near the door caught his attention.“So you are finally awake.” The feminine voice said.“Yes,” Alan croaked out his throat dry. “How long?”“I think it was about twelve or thirteen hours not sure. I don’t really keep time all that much now.” The soft female voice replied.“Helga?” Alan croaked out again as a glass of water appeared in his hand. After he’d drained it he got back to Helga. “How are you here and no one is throwing a fit?” Looking closer Alan could now see that she wasn’t.