. I couldn't help but sneak a peek. My neglected cock surged with pleasure and I shifted my weight in the chair so that Lori wouldn't notice my throbb...ng erection. "How does all this crap get on here?" she asked. "Someone is visiting sites and downloading all this bad software," I replied, trying to explain the problem simply. "We can just look at the history and see where people keep going." My plan immediately changed when I opened the browser history. It seemed that each morning before. I was nervous as I positioned myself in a perfectly alluring pose on the chaise in the room. My heart raced in my chest as I waited for him to enter my room. Waiting put doubt in my mind, and just as I was about to pick up the phone and tell him not to come when he came through the door.He stood with only charcoal gray, button fly Calvin Klein boxer briefs on. As he slowly approached me with a smile on his face, I couldn't help but stare at the scrumptious bulge in his boxer briefs. He was even. “I lied to you. I’m only 19 years old.” “OH MY GOD,” she yelled, “You are the same age as my daughter! You ARE young enough to be my son! OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE!” Not knowing what to say I simply asked her if she enjoyed it. She told me that was beside the point and so I asked her when the last time was she got to make it with a teenage boy. She said the last time she did it with a teenager, it was with her husband and they were both 19. She was now sitting on the bed, her knees folded at. The guy holding it, a tall, dark, handsome type with a scruffy six-o'clock shadow, eyed me up and down in the dark violet dress. He smiled at my obvious cleavage and long legs, and immediately held out what was left of his roach.I seized it and puffed, savoring the flavor. I didn't recognize the strain right away but it was familiar nonetheless, probably AK-47. I felt a mellow lightness fill me, and as I passed the bud back I smiled gratefully. "Thanks, man..." I drawled."What's your name?".