God, how Jim loved a good teasing, and his bet, was she was great at it. Kidding or not, his fire for her was stoked even more. Taking a run on the b...ach helped him better sort through that brief conversation, but unanswered remained the whole neighbor question. If Jean wasn’t just playing that means she’d seen him before he’d found her. And if she was playing, it proved she really enjoyed the idea of ‘arousing’ his curiosity. Either way it was a win, win. But the idea Jean had thought enough. Pushing the hem of her skirt up as I went, inch by inch, I approached my goal slowly, letting her arousal build as I went. I finally arrived at her private place, and was pleased to notice she had a surprise for me, too. She had no panties on!Lightly stroking her pussy, I rained kisses on her upper thighs, her mound, and then her slit. She had her legs spread as far as she could, her pussy lips open for me to see her love spot and love it tenderly. I figured it was time, so I gave her a lick. “Remember that day you shaved me?” she asked.“Of course.” He was close to being sure he knew where she was leading, and the idea sent shudders of both apprehension and eagerness through his cock.“I always feel a little sad doing it myself now.”“Doesn’t it make you feel good?” he asked, digging his thumb into her inner thigh.“Yeah, it does,” she replied, “but when you did it for me it made me feel special. Pampered. And then you made me cum like a little whore.” She punctuated the statement with. That meant that I’d be sixty or so by the time I became a grandmother. I had to get busy.So, I’d decided that the project we were working on now would probably be my last. Some bazillionaire, Richard Riche, the eight richest man in the world had a new project that he’d decided that our company, Dalton manufacturing would produce and market for him.He’d had his own team of engineers come in a few weeks ago, with designs and specifications to see if our electronics arm and manufacturing division.