She dresses professionally and somewhat conservatively, as her job requires, but her business attire is always stylish. Her perky nature and her bubbl... personality often cause men to think she is flirting with them. As a result, she has been "hit on" by most of the men on staff at the college, even those much younger than her. But she is always quick to point out (and not always politely) that she is happily married and has no interest. One of the men who, unsuccessfully, tried to come on to. I can see all the signs in her face, in her mannerisms, in the way she acts. She’s very similar to the way I was, before I had to move so quickly. So, while I can’t give you a definite answer, I will say that I hope so. The two fo them seem to have that magic chemistry that you and I found as teens”.That was all I needed to know. If this young man could give my niece even half the love that my sister gave me, he was tops in my books. With that information shared between us, we both went back. Then she tossed the dirty shirt at me. She pulled her hot pants up and tucked her shirt in and glared at me. “You’re hopeless!” she said. I got up and pulled my pants up and looked at her. I wanted to say something but she didn’t look like she was in the mood to talk. So I left. My shirt was hopelessly stained so I didn’t bother putting it back on. I just carried it with me as I wandered slowly back to the roadside. This should have been one of the highlights of my young life! I lost my. I bite gently, and pull. Elizabeth sighs again. There is great sensuality and communication of love in such actions. Sitting up, I move slightly lower and pour more oil over my hands. These I use to massage Elizabeth's bottom. I knead and rub and pull, enjoying her little moans. On occasion I allow my hands to move to the back of her thighs, tantalizingly dipping my fingers between them.Eventually Elizabeth moves under me so she can part her legs to give me better access. Perversely, I return.