You must have been late.So I decided that I would look for the photo so I could send them to mum to look at. I went into the pictures I noticed a few ...unny Files, most were files like, Italy 08, or my car, Mum and dad, but there were 6 files I was not sure about. One file said interracial the second was cuckold, I didn’t really know what they meant, the others said, Stories, bondage, clothing, and porn.I ignored them at first, was not really anything I was interested in, when I was done with. " Ms. Worthington, why are you telling me this", I had to ask, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable."Call me Flo", she instructed. "What I'm saying is that while I don't need a man, you do have the one thing that I do need and I'll pay you for it." This time her hand crawled up the front of my shorts and rested right on my dick. She gave it a little squeeze and came right out and asked, "Would you fuck an old lady for fifty dollars?"At that point I would have done her for free. Not only was. Now if you're a lithe, fit 20 year old this is no big deal, however, if you're a fifty something, pre-wrinkly who really ought to know better than climb under ladies' desks, then it hurts.I groaned inwardly and outwardly too I guess, as I straightened up and myself eased onto her chair. She turned to see what I'd done and saw the discomfort I was in."Sven, what's up?" she said, her voice and her expression showing her concern."Oh, don't worry Maggie, it's an old war wound," I joked and then. He said he was looking forward to meeting me. Dave said oh by the way Mr. Reginald Johnston is black, that's ok with you isn't it. I was silent for a second, uh sure of course no problem. I puttered around at home the next day as my boss gave me the day off to relax and get ready. Marc had gone to work and I told him I would already be gone by the time he came back. He kissed me and said with a wink ,have fun. I took a long bath that afternoon and started to get ready, I out on the black sheer.