Not that I was complaining, mind... “Listen, I hope you don’t mind, but we have a house guest right now. She’s another dancer who is auditioning...for the company. She’s a little tight on cash right now, so we offered to let her stay with us for a few weeks. You’ll like her, she’s just your type!”I said, “Just my type, huh? And what, exactly, is my type according to you?” Melinda and Amanda were dancers with the PNB, Pacific Northwest Ballet, which explained their often crazy schedules. For weeks. “What will Rex and Becky say?”“We already talked to them,” Ron said. “Becky says she’s okay with it if you are. Rex says I’m the luckiest man alive,” he chuckled.Raven let Matt know later that Laura and Bill seemed destined to be a couple. It reminded Matt that he still needed to talk to Bill’s ex-wife.Matt put the next eight weeks to good use. Unable to get into a mood to write while the raids had been underway, he finally finished and submitted the book that he’d nearly finished before the. I order another beer and we just melt into seats talking about everything and nothing. What seemed like minutes was now hours, as the bells ring for last call. With an unsure and curious look on her face she says" well its time I got you home mister" we just laugh and head to her car. My mind is racing now as the way I feel I'm not sure what I'm capable of with Leah, and of course there's the Sarah finding out thing. We sit in her car and her skirt slips up her full thick legs as she rolls. I showered and stroked my semi hard cock thinking about the fantast experience I just had. I have to be honest here, I have not been with a woman for a long time…in fact, the last time was high school and that was a total bust, as I came before I ever got it in the girl, which made her mad because she had cum all over her legs and the back seat of her parents car. That was my last date with her. So, I was enjoying the incident feeling proud of myself for performing rather well…I guess it comes.