"Excuse me?" Are you laying over for the weekend as well?" Oh no. I needed an evening out. It's an arrangement I have with my spouse. He is away all w...ek while I'm with the k**s. Sometimes I just need to have some quiet time all on my own and he enjoys his time with the k**s. It works out well."Well then, may I buy you a glass of wine to replace the one I managed to spill." That's not necessary...er, ah.."James. My name is James." "James then. It's not necessary James. It was just a little. After several dozen shots, tryingto stay professional, I sent her home, promising prints the next weekend.Cleaning up I noticed she'd left a small bag with some makeup and plain whiteunderwear behind. The bra had a tag on it - 38C. For some reason the sizeof this big bra turned me on and the chubby I'd had for an hour turned intoa raging hard-on. I sniffed the sweet scent of the bra, then the crotch ofthe slightly musky panties, while jacking my big dick to a great orgasm -thinking of. “Coach Fredericks has been training me in Parkour. I’m called a traceur or just tracer. We meet outside and I just chase him wherever he goes. There are some pretty wild places to run around campus.” I was panting a little as I ran back up to the deck to check the turkey. The temperature needle was finally rising.“I’m thankful for my families—both the one I was born into and the one I’ve chosen,” I said as we all held hands around the table.“I’m thankful for people who understand me and help me. .Yesss, God yess, Oh fuck!”She started cumming on my face and I licked and sucked as she ground her pussy down on me. Her pussy juices tasted so sweet as they gushed out on to my face. As she slowly came down from her orgasm her grinding slowed to very slow pace. I gently lapped at her pussy lips trying to lick up the last of her sweet juice without over stimulating her now sensitive clit. She slid back down my body and licked my lips and kissed me deep, tasting her own sweet juices. We kissed.