It occurred to me that drinking just black coffee might not be the thing to keep up my strength, especially if Simone wanted to play around before I h...d to leave to go work on some reading for my Economics class. I’d need my strength for sure. ‘Balls,’ I said aloud (but thinking about the old joke: ‘Balls,’ said the queen, ‘if I had ’em I’d be king.’) looking down at my crotch, ‘you hear that?’ Getting up, I went to the refrigerator and found a fresh container of orange juice, some fresh. And we walk to my truck and talking she tells me about this place that is open dance so I take her to her car and I follow her to her house and I park my truck and off we go dancing walk in to the club and they have a live dj and she is rocking the place with old jams from the 70’s 80’s and 90’s and not playing one thing I did not know and like we dance are ass’s off she is all over me and I’m returning the favor now the dj sez one last song for my sister her favorite and I’m thinking wow. “Have a nice day at work?”“Yeah,” he says with a shrug. “You can say that.”“Anything big happen?” she says as she pecks him on the cheek.“Nothing really big,” he answers, setting his briefcase on the table between the kid’s homework and books. “But a couple of the guys asked me to go out with them tonight.”“That’s great,” she says, putting up a false smile. “Miranda and Betty asked if I wanted to go out with them tonight too. Should I cancel?”He frowns at her. “The kids are old enough to watch. We kissed and groped and moaned. I kissed each small perky breast and moved downward, kissing inside her thighs, then licked her wet shaved cunny, "Mmm, tell me what you want love." "Lick me Alex, touch me! Make me feel good." She moaned as I inserted three fingers and started to taste her clit. She was gasping and it was like music to my ears. Her twat got juicier the more I worked it and I could sense that her orgasm was really close. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes! Don't fucking stop, just like.