The following night I picked her up at her home and took her to her favorite restaurant. She wore a dark blue pants suit with a white blouse underneat... and heels. Her hair was in a ponytail and she looked hot. Surprisingly, our conversation over dinner became quite intimate. She explained why she had divorced twice. “I have an issue with men who cannot sustain long enough for my complete satisfaction,” she said, shocking me somewhat. “I love sex but insist on many orgasms without being. Light support type hosiery with a nice shine. One afternoon I parked. I had a pair of Nordstrom light support pantyhose med beige. It was obvious I was wearing pantyhose. A lady prob in her late 70's pulled up with one car between us. She went in and came out ten mins later. I knew she was going to leave driving past me. She didnt know i was there. as she started her car I went to my trunk. She backed up very slow and was having a hard time turning out as its kind of a small place. At one point. Now being a big city girl she knew the score when it came to a guy like me. She knew I was fucking other women. I would call her looking for a date and she would ask “who did you fuck last night” I jokingly responded “it doesn’t matter, who I fucked last night, it’s who am I going to fuck tonight, and it’s going to be you.” She replied “don’t count your chickens before they are hatched buddy, I expect dinner, dancing and some romance before you get some of my fine pussy. We both laughed and. .. do incest?”Rory nodded, “I caught her rubbing off and wanked over her. She reckoned the best way I could learn sex properly was if she taught me. She was right, I can make you cum better than any guy in college, and she wants to show you how to do it as well. You can so no, but believe me, she is the best.”Becky sat in silence for several minutes, just doodling with a pencil on a notepad. Suddenly she threw down the pencil and smiling at Rory said. “Fuck it, why not, if your mum can make you.