I've always preferred women a few years older than me, but this was a bit beyond my age preference, but a friend of Charlies is a friend of mine, so I...agreed. So we piled in my BMW and headed to Gypsy's house a few miles away. "Gypsy is a free spirit my friend." Charlie blurted. "But don't let that fool you. She is a brilliant business woman who just happens to be very hot. Take care of her and I promise you Howdy, she will take very good care of you." he added with a broad grin. We pulled into. Apartment seventeen.’ ‘Give me twenty minutes. I’ll collect you at eight.’ ‘Eight-thirty would be better. A girl needs more time,’ she said, a teasing note in her voice. ‘Eight-thirty it is. See you then.’ I hung up, whistling. Just time for a quick shower. I was a little early, maybe eight twenty-five, but she answered immediately when I rang her number on the speaker-phone gizmo at the entrance to the apartment block. ‘Hi, it’s Bob.’ ‘Stay there, I’ll be right down.’ She was as good as her. Uh..."....I didn't know what to say, but somehow, she did. "Were you...my...were you in my locker..?" She asked. I nodded. "I didn't leave my shoes like that after practice...were you..?" She stopped. I nodded. "Interesting.." she said. I was semi shocked. I didn't know where this was going to go at all...and then a smile crept over her face. "You were smelling my shoes, weren't you?" I nodded. "That's kind of sexy.." she winked at me. I was shocked. My mouth fell open..and my cock throbbed in. My cell phone rang, "Steve here." Steve, this is Chuck. Can I use your shop up here in Chicago as a hub for some activity we have going on here on the east side? You have the RV store, the truck conversion plant, your regular showroom, and equipment building area. Could you spare a desk for some guys to work out of?" Sure, Chuck, tell Gordon Mathews, the manager up there, that you need the space and tell him I said for him to find it for you. They are down on staff right now, so you should be.