She's a very interesting character. We talked a but duringyour beer pong game." He seemed to have lightened up his mood. "...and alittle bit before we...dragged your drunk ass home". He chuckled.I'm so glad he was laughing. "She is," I replied. "Are you - interestedin her?" Oh," he said. "I couldn't" I might be able to hook you up!" I said. "Homecoming is this time nextweek." Nah," he said. "I'm good" OK. If you say so," I replied. "So how do I make it up to you?" Well, let's start with lunch on. He gave instructions to Bettina and told her to call him if they needed anything. She didn’t tell him they had no phone.“Thanks Doc,” Travis said as Doc was leaving the room.Bettina walked Doc to the door. She told him she’d stop by his office to pick up the bill the next time she was back in town.----Bettina fetched Travis a dry sheet and freshened the towel on his forehead. She daubed his face and neck with a cold, wet cloth. She heated some soup for dinner and spoon-fed him some broth.As he. The kiss wasn’t as needy as it was last night, but I felt the spark of desire in me, centering into a jolt between my legs.His hand went into my hair, and he gently leaned back, “Meaghan...”I pulled back a little farther, expecting him to say the “responsible” thing about how he was too old for me. Last night was a beautiful mistake. He doesn’t want to rob me of my youth. I was expecting a bullshit brush off.But I never got one.“I want to make sure it wasn’t just the alcohol in your system last. You eye me and rub your clitoris - I take myself in my hand and stroke myself slowly to your rhythm... as I squeeze myself my pre-cum drips onto your belly. All that can be heard is our breathing and quiet moans. Your head tilts back as I straddle you and continue to stroke myself. I push my rigid cock down to rub it over your belly... your skin is smooth and I glisten. I feel your body tense again as a slight sweat breaks your skin but before you quiver a noise comes from behind me. You.