And it didn't satisfy her own precociously mature craving for sex so today she had that oft-felt urge.This morning had been particularly good. The man... despite the grey in his hair, had lots of stamina, which she sometimes wouldn't have appreciated. Today however, she had no other 'appointments' and she would have allowed him to stay longer than the allotted hour except that he said he had to be at a meeting. He'd been gentle and considerate which was one of the reasons why she preferred older. He popped the button, unzipped the shorts and pushed her panties to the floor. "Get my purse. It's right over by the toaster."He got the purse and opened it. "Condoms?" No, the little bottle. See it?" Yes. What is it?"She turned around and dropped Joel's pants and underwear. "Give it to me." His cock was already mostly hard when she uncapped the bottle put some of the liquid on her fingers. She knelt and sucked his cock fully hard and then thoroughly coated it with the slick fluid. She turned. He drove her and parked right in front of the walk leading to the meeting room. He walked her to the door.“You worry too much,” she said.“Indulge me.”“You’re cute.” He could never figure out what she meant by that. She was cute, when her beauty didn’t transcend that description. But her words were always in response to something he’d said, not to his looks -- which were by no means cute.He went back, purchasing a Sunday Tribune on the way. He washed the dishes and then read the Trib until it. I just want to thank you for being such a good girl for me. I'll never forget it. You've made me so proud and so happy." This short sentence made me glow inside. I knew now that I was doing the right thing, no matter how difficult, painful or humiliating the things I was made to do had made me feel. As we entered the dance hall, the thudding of the base ran through me and I felt my nipples become erect. It was dark, busy and humming with intoxicated bikers, both male and.