"You know I think I would really enjoy it if you wanted to try this on me. You only have to ask." I whispered this in his ear and waited."Y-y-e-s-s I-...-I w-w-want to." He stuttered in reply."Y-Y-o-u-u w-w-a-n-n-t t-t-o." I mocked him gently, "You don't sound too certain. But I suppose that, since I'm not all that appealing, I'll have to settle for that response. Stand up then and let me sit."Soon we had reversed positions and Ron was standing behind me but he was holding himself back and his. "She pouted and then smiled before turning away but looked back over her shoulder as she went and smiled again as she made Trevor sort of blush as she had caught him looking at her departing backside.Trevor completed the mowing of his lawn but his mind was in turmoil because he actually did fancy this girl but she was just about young enough to be his granddaughter. He wondered why she was teasing him, was she getting some sort of perverse pleasure from trying to turn him on?On the Friday Chris. Who you are, where we are, what we did last night. That last detail brought a smile to my face. Flashes of last night played like rays of sunshine through my clouded mind. It started with drinks, reliving time gone by. The magic of the music and alcohol weaved their spell around the evening, and we ended up naked, sweaty, panting and intertwined. The memories were falling into place though, distorted by a haze of alcohol. My hands began an unconscious exploration to parallel my mental. I whisper, " Sleep, Hope," what coherent thought remained left her as she drifted off to sleep.Hope laid in bed recovering from being fucked for the first time, two hours ago, her mind afloat, drifting in and out of the ocean of consciousness, her body bobbing up and down on the waves of surrender, as she slips and slides between silk sheets. She never knew a man could be so sexually driven, one requiring her to be ready to be fucked again so soon. Her body aching from our bodies colliding two.