"You want me to spend the rest of the evening and tonight with you? Doing what?" Molly said."What do a mature man and woman normally do, Molly, when t...ey're alone, just the two of them, for an entire night? Read, talk, or enjoy the time together in the most intimate ways possible?"Rod turned to Brian, "What do you say? Will you let me give you one million dollars to have Molly all to myself until 8 in the morning?"Molly and Brian really didn't know what to say. They both knew that what they had. You'll notice I've said nothing about Sarah in the description of my day. That's because aside from a few stray thoughts of how well we'd sounded last night she wasn't really on my mind. Yet. My mind was clearly expecting to be uninvolved because of that age difference between us.SUNDAYThe next morning I started to get my dock ready to put back in the water. I'd need help actually placing it but I could get all the fenders and mooring lines in the right places before that occurred. I also. As I turned and sank to my knees before him, master let loose with his own release, his hot cum spraying up my body. My eager mouth captured the last few spurts and found the final drops on the tip of his cock. We sat, master in his chair and me on the floor at his feet, and watched the men cum all over the girl’s tits and body. She was screaming out an orgasm herself as well, and begging the men not to stop, but they were finished with her and buckling belts as they left, only to be replaced. Stooping, I surveyed the choices I had in heels and picked my ash colored Christian Louboutins. Unlike many of my friends who exceeded 5'8", I liked being tall. Unless I'd had another growth spurt, I was still just under six foot tall in my bare feet. The four inch heels of my Louboutin's would elevate me to about 6'4" and the client I was seeing this morning liked tall women. Tall women in short dresses and no panties I remembered. The panties on my bed went back into my dresser's drawer.With.