Al is an older man, I guess in his late 40s to mid 50s. It is hard to tell with some men. He didn’t look like a student. I would have guessed he was...one of the professors if you asked me.I looked at Joe and he at me, and I said, “No Al. Please come in.”We walked into the living room and sat down. Joe was about to sit by me on the sofa when Al asked him for a glass of wine, please. He is commanding, but polite too.Joe said, “Yes sir.” And dutifully went into the kitchen leaving us alone for a. Her blue eyes meet yours and she brushes her blonde hair out of her eyes. A silver chain bearing a caudeceus--the intertwines snakes-and-winged-staff of the medical profession--draws your gaze down. The white uniform can barely contain her huge breasts, instead framing and supporting them, squeezing them together to form a deep expanse of cleavage into which the silver chain quite nearly dissapears. "Can I...help you?" Your gaze comes back up to the nurse's face, and you realize she's caught. Man, was she ever gorgeous, and she seemed to have a great personality. What he could do with that, he thought. Then he shook his head with a bemused smile. A girl of her age, who was that good-looking, probably had boyfriends all over the Coast, and wouldn’t be the least bit interested in an old fart like him. He went back to his paper, looking over the previous day’s NFL scores, and shook his head in disgust. The damned Lions were hopeless, he decided. They’d lost again, they’d already fired. "I nodded as her fingers slowly ran across my shoulders and she walked back to the sink. She stopped, and just before putting the plate in the sink, smiled at me over her shoulder. She wiggled her ass a little, little cheek bottoms showing, and blew me a kiss.I went to my room and changed the sheets. I looked around - what a fucking mess. I cleaned up quickly.Mom came in and whistled."Very nice... very good job baby," she said as she wrapped her arm around me from behind.Her big tits pushed.