“She slammed the door on your head this morning?” Ms. Carter offered as an explanation. “Oh err yes” I stammered “Sorry I didn’t realise t...at was her name nor that she was your daughter” I partially lied. “You’ve been here a week now” she said “And by all accounts you have behaved, been polite, helpful and sorted out more problems in one week than our last caretaker did in a year!” she continued. “I think I may have been wrong in not wanting a man about the place BUT” she stopped to gather her. She teased his head, swirling her tongue around and around before pressing the tip into the eye of his cock and following the groove to the underside of his shaft. She hadn’t taken him into her mouth yet, she was waiting, lingering over licking him, watching as his balls clenched and his fingers tightened their grip around his shaft forcing more blood into the tip of his delicious cock. It was the only movement she would allow. He was only human after all. She drew back, her nipples gliding. “Mmmm,” she said and moved up and kissed him hard. “Wow, that was the best blow I’ve ever had, baby. If you are trying to turn me into a gay guy, I think you might be going about it the right way. If you want to do that to me another time you are welcome.”“Another time, really? I was hoping to do it to you in a few minutes if that is okay. I just wanted to lick your arse again for a bit first and then take you in my mouth and swallow some more. Didn’t my friends tell you? I don’t do ‘a’ blow. They are my closest confidantes and I tell them everything. And my best friend is a girl. In fact, most of my close friends are girls. It’s always been that way.”“Maybe that’s why I was so comfortable with you. You were treating me like you do your friends who are girls, not as some girl to get into bed.”I chuckled to myself. I had sex with most, no all, of my close female friends. And they remained friends afterwards. In fact, except for Kellie and Elizabeth, I was friends with all my former.