" Lest just see if that is true or not. How many times have you had sexwith my husband?"Carolyn could have swallowed her tongue. It caught her totally...bysurprise. Her face turned bright red, her mouth dropped open, her heartraced and her breathing went shallow to the point she thought she wouldfaint. She stuttered and finally said, "Quite a few times Ma'am I don'tknow exactly how many though...I am really sorry Ma'am. You probably won'tbelieve me but I didn't want to he told me if I wanted to. She keeps telling me that I'm plenty big for her, but I think that she says it so she won't hurt my feelings. Besides, I've always fantasized about seeing her fuck a man with a big cock.Last week my dream came true when a close friend of mine named Charlie came to stay with us for a few days. He happens to be very well hung. In fact, my wife and her girlfriends have this secret joke about his big cock. (He never wears underwear and his penis hangs to almost the middle of his thighs so they all. ’ ‘Alex?’ ‘You know who I mean,’ dad was in an incorrigible mood, probably because he was going to see Florence again. ‘Nothing to tell,’ I said, ‘she was a supply teacher last term, said hello now and again.’ ‘So you haven’t taken her dancing?’ ‘No.’ ‘Why not?’ There was no answer to that, and I drove in silence as dad chuckled, then got the subject on to the World Cup quarter finals. Safe ground. I left dad in the car when we got to Florence’s house. I rang the bell and Alex answered, Sally. Kevin stood and watched her walk back to the office, he admired the way her body swayed back en forth as she walked. The young guy who went back behind the counter stood and laughed watching Kevin’s reaction to his boss. ‘Forget it Romeo.’ He chuckled. ‘You don’t stand a chance with her.’ ‘Why?’ he asked. ‘Well for one her dad owns the store and I have watched a lot of guys come through in the six months I have worked here. One right after another they get shot down by the beautiful Shannon.