We got there around 6:30. The gentleman that left with Jenny on Thursday was already there and immediately introduced Jenny to one of his friends who ...as a professor and was probably in his fifties. He left with Jenny, and she called me from his car to let me know she would be going to his place and not the apartment. Around 8:00, I got a call that she was on her way back and would be dropped off in front of the bar in about fifteen minutes.I waited outside for Jenny and walked her back into. Do it! Fuck Erin's little hand! Look at my titties while you fuck my hand! Yeah..."Soon I've established a steady rhythm. Pumping my engorged manhood through Erin's motionless hand. The air is filled with erotic sounds. As I pump my hips harder and faster, I puff and grunt in cadence. The sloppy, wet sound of my boner slicing through Erin's oily fingers. And Erin urging me on in a soft but passion-filled whisper, "Yeah...oh, yeah...fuck it! Keep going! Don't stop! Keep fucking it. FuckErin's. Jason and Patty helped me through a lot of rough spots after Morgan left. When Patty was away on business, Jason would spend some nights in my apartment, sleeping on the couch. I was so confused about my feelings toward him, I just buried them deep knowing he was married and if I ever acted on my feelings, it would damage his marriage more than it already was."You want Earl Grey or Green Tea?" he asked, holding both boxes."Earl Grey," I told him. "So where's Patty now?" Away on business again.. ‘That’s lovely,’ Jason muffled into the pillow. ‘Come back before I fall asleep.’I did, and he spooned me, nuzzling his face into my neck.‘Sleep well.’‘You too.’We awoke just in time for dinner, and dressed with reluctance, because by then we’d worked up a sufficient desire to make love, and didn’t want to sacrifice that in favour of supper--but we did, anyway. Joining would have to wait.The small homey restaurant on the main floor of the inn smelt heavenly. Herbed mashed potatoes with roast.