I just may have to dump Harry and chase after you." I'd at least wait until after you taste the meatloaf before you make that decision."She laughed an... got up and went back to work.Debbie arrived at ten to six and when I opened the door and let her in she handed me a paper bag."You made the dinner so I'm supplying the wine and the dessert." Dessert?" I asked as I looked in the bag and found two bottles of Merlot. "What dessert?" Me silly."We ate dinner and polished off one bottle of the wine. I. She looked at me like I had robbed a bank."What's your name?" She asked. "Jackson" I yelped. "Well Jackson, I know what you were doing, do you think I'm stupid?" "I was young once too" She came closer.and placed her hand on my jeans right over my cock and started rubbing it. "Does that thing work"? she said. My boyhood grew as she whispered. "Want to see what a woman has got?" "I've got more experience, let me blow your top!"At this stage I was so aroused, I had just felt this woman's daughters. She was rocking back and forth and I knew by the sounds she was making that she was getting close to coming. She then hopped up off of his face. I could see his face glistening with the film of her secretions. I thought to myself how good she tasted and that he was indeed a very lucky man right then. She turned around and straddled his head once again. She lowered herself until she was once more riding his tongue. I could tell now that she was leaning forward and trying to get at his dick. . ’"It amused her that my business was all about tools. At this point I’d get up and clear my desk, she’d lean over and support herself on it and ask me if I could have a look and see if everything was in order round the back. This meant I was supposed to lift her dress and examine the fairly large-but-firm white bottom – she’d discarded her knickers somewhere along the way – and proceed with hands and cock to try to satisfy her needs. Sometimes when I’d got her to the winning post she’d say,.