I walked away, visibly turned on when I heard:"Chad?" Yeah, Jazz?" I said, trying to regain composure."Were you looking at me during class?"I looked a... her."Like?" I said, with my hand out."Like you wanted these again," She said, using her hands as visual aids for her breasts. "You won't be the last, Chad..." Yes. I was," I said being truthful."Ha. At least you're honest. Come with me."I got my bag and followed her outside the room, where all of a sudden she plants a passionate kiss on me. I. After I was happy with my face, I started gettingdressed. It always feels so good to put on the panties and stockings,because it usually means I am getting laid soon. I was happy with thedress Charles had chosen - it made me feel sexy and it accentuated myass quite nicely. I put on a chain, a couple bracelets and someearrings to finish the look. I put on the new wig, although I couldn'tfor the life of me imagine why Charles sent this ratty thing. Since Istill had some time I put on some. I’m sixty-seven, so I think that might qualify me as an old man,” he laughed.“Well, in my mind old starts at eighty, so you don’t qualify quite yet,” she said, as her nipples started poking at the fabric of her sundress.Kent looked at his wife. He hadn’t told her how old Mark was because he thought that she’d say no. But here she was, flirting openly with him and her body showing obvious signs of arousal. He decided to push his luck.“Baby, I bet you’d like Mark to finger check your wetness,” he. ?With her on her back, her young perky tits still protruded like smallhills of the gods.? We would have funwith those blessed pieces yet.? With herlying on her back, legs up in the air, restrained and parted, I placed a set ofheadphones over her ears.? I had takenthe industrial style earmuffs that hunters or airline personnel use whendirecting planes, the kind that make it so that you hear nothing at all.? I had drilled tiny holes in them so that Icould run wire thru them and I had put ear buds.