” Just barely eighteen which was legal here.She continued being friendly, “Are you here on vacation?”“I’m with my parents. Dad needs help wi...h driving and getting around so I am a helper. How about you?”“Well, sort of. My husband is in a golf tournament all week so I have to fend for myself. I’d enjoy some company since I don’t know anyone here.”My mind quickly visualized the kind of company I’d like to give this luscious female who was probably my mother’s age, although there were no other. After exiting Route 33, when we were well into New Jersey, we stopped at a soda fountain and shared a root beer float. I went over to the jukebox and put on ‘Wild Thing.’ As the song started to play, I got behind Debbie and started to run my fingers through her long, blonde hair.“Wild Thing, I think I love you. But I want to know for sure.”As the song played I reached forward and whispered the words into her ear, my nose gently nuzzling her earlobe. I could feel her body tremor lightly as I. I found a site that seemed to be full of people’s fantasies, some true, some wildly imaginative, but many rather naughty and very erotic. I paused – should I read on? Then I thought to myself my colleague is out for the day, I am in a warren of little offices with most of the other offices empty, the door was ajar but no-one could see me even if they walked directly past my office, so why the hell not. I relaxed a little more and started to read some of the steamier stories, marveling at the. This time I meet his tongue with mine and we kiss deep and long. I feel my nipples harden between the kiss and his fingers massaging my chest. He moves closer and wraps his arms around me. I feel my breath leave my body in a slow breath. I feel myself calm down and the pleasure takes center stage in my mind. Can this be? Am I not so far gone that I can still experience pleasure? He moves back and pushes me gently back on the table. My legs are hanging off the edge and he lifts them up.