She was married and after chatting with her a bit, I found out that both of them were drowning in student loan debt. She’d taken a secretary job sin...e she couldn’t find anything in her field, which was something silly like basket weaving or art history or something. Regardless, I got the distinct impression that she was dying for money and desperately needed the job.I’d briefly considered a financial arrangement like I had with Ms. Bliss, but decided that wouldn’t be as much fun.It started easy. He pulled the towel up to expose my legs and stared on my feet. He was very gentle and I soon relaxed and just enjoyed the feeling of contentment as his hands gently manipulated my muscles and tendons with oil. He worked his way up my legs and when he got to the top he asked me if I wanted to remove my panties as they would get oil on them. I wasn't sure but he said if I would prefer not to that was ok but they may get soiled. I relented and he slipped them down my legs. My ass was stilled. She didn't need to do this though as what she told me as we drove along made me hard.Apparently i wasn't the only young man she was shagging."Well i can't fuck you regularly obviously and my mature pussy needs a regular fucking from a young dick".She said that she visited a gym on a regular basis and she got to know one of the young instructors.He offered me a personal session for free which i couldn't turn down.He told me it would have to be after hours so i arranged to meet him just before. I go up to beautiful Miss Jo-Ann, who made me cum in my pants just 5 minutes ago, and say, “I’ve done the tree Miss Jo-Ann, it’s there.”“Oh thank you Graham,” She says in Her lovely voice, “that’s really good of you! Would you be a love and drop it at the tip on your way home? I hope you didn’t get too messy doing that!”I’m not quite sure what She means by that last comment, as I didn’t get any mud at all on me, but nevertheless I drag the tree to my van and shove it on the back. I sit in the.