She asked what we were doing in her room and where her husband was? We told her she was in the wrong room and she said her husband would be here in a ...inute and would straighten everything out. She then pulled her clothes off and laid on the bed. She had salt and pepper hair and was probably one hundred fifty pounds and okay looking. She had nice boobs and a hairy snatch. As Ron and stood there and staired at her naked body she said that we needed to tell her husband to hurry as she was very. Not big tits (about 33) but very well proportioned with fantastic legs and a great bubble butt. She was fairly conservative in those swinging days. She never even wore mini-skirts. She might wear a skirt above the knee but not by very much. Generally, she wore jeans as did most college students in those days, just like now. Some things never change.We went out for about a month before I ever got in her pants. She had consented to giving me the occasional hand job, but this was to deter me from. Paul peered on as I pulled out the pin that kept the bun that sat atop of my head in place, letting my red wavy hair come loose cascading around my exposed shoulders, squinting his eyes in the sexy way that he does, he watched me slide my skirt up around my waist, showing him that I wasn’t wearing any panties. He couldn’t hide his excitement; the bulge in his Hugo Boss slacks wouldn’t --- couldnt let him; to relieve him. I unzipped his pants, and slid his thick cock out of his boxers. The. ” I really didn’t expect any responses, but that ad was the beginning to a very sexually active time in life.CoincidentDoctor Dana Romain and I had setup a meeting at 7 pm at her house for a repeat of a CNC encounter we’d had a couple weeks before. I was very pleased he’d contacted me and was really looking forward to taking her by force. I arrived at her place on time and I went in the house through the unlocked front door same as before.This time though Dana was sitting in the living room.