I'll be back in about 15 minutes, then we need to deal with this or Tracy needs to leave in the morning."When Jim was out of earshot, Janet began to s...eak. First it was so soft that I could barely hear her over the crickets."You want the whole story, I can tell. OK, here it is. When Mike and I started having problems 2 years ago, I came home one night drunk. You know how it was with Mike. We would flirt all night, touch each other, get really worked up and the go fuck like monkeys. The night. I came close to an orgasm, and then he stopped. I opened my eyes and looked at him; I didn’t know why he stopped. He got on the bed and asked if we could have a 69. Although I don’t like giving blowjobs, I said it was okay. He said I could stop at any time, but he had to feel my mouth over his cock, even if it was for a little while. He lifted my legs behind his arms and put in two fingers, as he worked me again. He got hold of my clit and started nibbling on it. As he found my g-spot, I. ’ * * * * We ate, we drank, we spoke of banal things the likes of which two strangers would casually reveal. I learned that Nina was a professor of communication, who taught at a university in Memphis, Tennessee. I shared with her some basic details of my career in real estate. Interspersed with that was the usual banter about popular culture, a few vague references to politics, and other topics. My initial assumption about Nina’s age — which I figured, based on her appearance and energy, to be. I slid my jeans down past the seat, and moved my boxers, exposing my dick. Ooooh! She said. She climbed back on my lap, and lifted herself in the air, handling my cock. She played with my dick along her slit, torturing me. I put my hands in my face in frustration, and she laughed. She threw her head back as she finally lowered herself onto my dick, moan getting harder and louder the farther she sat down. Finally, the place my dick was meant to be again. Relief at last. She raised and lowered.