From what I could tell, the wife had a nice body, with pretty large breasts, and a good-sized bottom. They were in Broomfield, about a 20 minute drive...away. I’m usually up for new adventures, so I agreed to meet with them.Fast forward to last evening, when we were drinking a few beers with take-out in their backyard. The atmosphere was very relaxed, we were just sitting there, eating, chatting, and in the hour that had passed, the topic of sex had not even come up once.I estimated they were in. But there wasn't much note taking except in my head. Making notes like; not wear this thing to class again and other notes on how good it felt to wiggle around. The teacher started his lecture but I was already glazed over.Every little move was transmitted deep. Deep inside. Right to where the itch was growing. I was drifting in and out of the lecture. The teacher droned on and on but I wasn't able to concentrate on the subject. My mind was thinking about the Raging Hard-on touching my insides.. Seeing nobody else in the building, I told Sara, "Nobody was as surprised as I was. I didn't come over here looking for fourteen year olds." Yeah," Sara said. "But look at her. She's timeless. Like a reincarnation of Queen Elizabeth. Their first one, that faced down Spain."I was amused. Sara read my face."Wha-attt? I can't be a student of history?" she said."No, just that I never actually applied the term 'timeless' to Cindy. Sara, you gotta know how much she's changed since the first time I. " Who's your friend and what's the job?" You know him, Coach Reichert. And it just involves a little, well, like,'modeling' after school every so often. Your buddy Joe might even be ableto help out."Oh man, I didn't know what to say and I looked over at Joe and he justrolled his eyes as if to say, "This whole conversation is so fuckingunreal." I was just silent for a moment and then just said to Kenny,"Yeah, well, I'll think about it. I mean, we'll think about it. And ofwe're interested we'll.