I figured he was potty anyway and I might as well earn a couple of quid as sit around watching daytime TV. We arranged to meet early the following mor...ing. He told me to dress for travelling, whatever that meant, and to be at his place at seven am sharp. We parted company at the door. His last words to me were:"They don't sell rheostats in supermarkets."I had nothing to add.I presented myself at the Prof's pad at seven the next morning, as instructed. He was his usual picture of sartorial. "You think so," Judy asked."Yes, I love it when just a little too much sticks out and you see the skin below the strap of the thong," I replied."That turn you on," Judy asked putting on her shirt."Yes. I love it. Do you not love it," I asked."Well probably not 30 seconds ago. But if you like it, then I like it too," Judy replied."OK then. Well thanks for the shows you give me when you wear your thongs, sorry I never thanked you for them before," I said."Well, just don't stare, we don't want you. We had a hide a bed couch in our living room, and about half of the time we had the bed open, especially when we were going to have sex, because we could do it in the living room in front of the windows. Well when I walked into the living room Dawn was sitting on the bed with a sheet in front of her, and it was not covering her very well, I could see the sides of her boobs, and her entire back and the crack of her ass, and you could see that she was totally naked besides the sheet, and Bob was. He sighed. For some reason that sigh shook me out of my fantasy. I let go of his cock, pulled my hands up and out and returned to massaging his shoulders. I only did that for a couple of minutes then said, “I should go. It’s getting late.” Again we were in the same position as two days before: him looking up at me, me standing looking down into to his inscrutable eyes. Then I saw a corner of his mouth move up in a small hint of a smile. I bent forward again hesitantly and paused inches from.
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