Professor Harris was leaving to attend a conference in Boston. She had a morning flight on Sunday. Chris would drive his mother and Gayle to the airpo...t. Wendy would be with her visiting parents for most of Sunday. That left Chris and Gail alone in the house, Gail upstairs and Chris down stairs. Gail often let Chris take a peek at her tits. Gail knew when he was doing this but always pretended not to notice. So getting the boy (young man) upstairs was always easy. When Chris returned from the. . So I started undoing the fastening on her jeans, first undoing the fastening at the top . As her jeans unzipped themselves in answer to my hand's pressure, I pushed them down to the floor for her to step out of them and then. I slipped my hand inside her panties and found a small patch of hair on her mound. She repeated the undressing process on me and soon we were standing naked and kissing our naked bodies clinging together. My rampant cock slipping between her lugs to rub freely against. 'Boy, Dave ... What have you done now?' played in my head as I stood in my bathroom emptying a full bladder. When I turned around, she was leaning against the doorjamb. Still naked.I couldn't help but smile. She's beautiful, like some creature of the forest, lithe, sultry, alive..."It is morning, Dave. I still love you." You're not thinking 'terrible mistake'?" No, I am not. Do you have to go to work? I will make breakfast." I am calling the boss in a bit. I am not going to work." Is that okay.. The money was safely put away in my car. I wasn't sure how the evening was going to end, but I wanted it close.The clientele in the bar was completely different than the last time. An odd mixture of bikers, well dressed Yuppies, an older gentlemen, and even a well dressed Arab with several other men that looked like assistants.I took my usual booth in the back and looked around, Jane was not visible, nor were any other women including the barmaid. Larry wasn't even visible, but a stage had been.