One day she missed her college and I also took my day off from office and we both went on a long drive far away from our city. I parked my car at a lo...ely place on a highway.And we both sat there and started chatting, I took her hand in my hand and started rubbing it, she stared at me and gave me a sexy smile and did not say anything, this gave me lot of courage and I kissed on her left cheek, on this she closed her eyes and gave a very sexy look, i started kissing on her cheeks and made her. That's a laudable thing, even if it occasionally causes a slight inconvenience, wouldn't you agree?" I waved a Benjamin to make my point and Cecil nodded."You were wrong about one thing, though, sir," he added."Which was?" I asked him."I was hurt by the wrong kind of man ... not woman. I'm gay," he explained, at which I shrugged, admitting my error, "Otherwise, though, you're spot on. Howard was a complete waste of space." See what I mean? Now, cut the girl some slack, okay?" I urged. Now, at forty, the men who occupied my private moments in the bathtub were far younger. Moving my fingers inside of myself, I ran through the list of young men who had caught my eye recently: the twenty-something clerk at the bank, the new intern in my office, my stepson. My stepson! My fingers stopped moving as I mulled over my attraction to this young man. Barely twenty-one, Joey stood 6'4" tall. He was in good shape, but his love of sweatpants and baggy t-shirts disguised his tight young. ...those large breasts, big nipples. She had also made a point of telling me that she never wore under wear.The weekend came. We had dinner with her friend. We arrived at her house and had some more drinks. Her friend was tired and excused herself and went to bed.She asked me to come and sit on the couch with her. She then put her legs onto mine and said that her feet were sore. Would I mind rubbing them?By now my cock was very rigid....I was battling to keep it under control. And yes.....she.