"Why the fuck not Jan, that asshole husband has left you alone for three days, why not have a little fun, after all it's only a dinner. "OK, why not. ...an, my name is Jan." Oh God thank you. Jim. Jim Burton." Nice to meet you Jim Burton." Jan chuckled and took his arm.Jim walked her to the hotel front door and hailed a cab and he gave a local address to the driver. "I know a really great Italian restaurant on the East side of town, you'll love the food."Jan was a little nervous about leaving the. We kissed passionately. I laid her on the bed and admired her perfection for a moment. She gazed lovingly at me, almost trembling with anticipation. She did not speak, but sighed with pleasure as I lowered myself slowly on top of her and kissed those modest but perfect breasts. My desire for her was now uncontainable; I moved up so I could kiss her neck, her ears, and finally her ripe inviting lips, while I could feel my cock searching eagerly for the moistness of her pussy.My cock found her. ‘I couldn’t agree more,’ he wadded and threw the coat into the back of the van as Kate worked her way up to the passenger side seat in the front. Chip watched her as he absently put his camera back in its case. She wore her typical neutrally colored business skirt and suit combo with the open v-neck and wide lapels. Her short red hair was wet and plastered to her forehead as she passed him, her green eyes smoldering. She shoved past, bent over and giving him a generous view of her shapely ass. I did not feel up to the task of telling my daughters about the natural beauty of the female body and the pleasures that could be had. There had to be a way to not have to do that, books that could be bought, female friends that could be bribed, just something… Her low, raspy laughter made me look up at a surprisingly gentle smile. I was beginning to doubt her inability to read me without a pen and paper. Her bright eyes seemed to see far too much, even without the help of my nervous hands..