I've never had a Mrs Robinson streak so I just gave him cheek back and headed back to my man. As I sat, my mister told me the lad hadn't taken his eye... off my rear the whole way back to our table. I told him the cheeky youngster had tried to chat me up, so that didn't surprise me."Were you tempted?" he asked."He's got a sparkle in his eye, but not overly, no," I replied. "He's too young," I laughed."I don't think you've shaken him off, he's still watching you. Go offer him a trial, see if he. “I can’t believe I’m working for a real prince! Not to mention a real prince of a guy!”“Are you angling for a raise already?” I asked, teasing her.“Ah, actually ... I was going to talk to you about the possibility of an assistant,” she said sheepishly. “With all the foundation work plus your personal items, like this new airplane, it is getting to be more than I can handle by myself.”“You have somebody in mind?” I asked.“Yeah. But I want to talk to her before I sic you on her,” Izzy said in her. The sensation of his hand around my cock was pure ecstasy and he gently and expertly used his little finger to gently tickle my balls as he motioned his hands to be more inside my fly and within my pants. The sensation of invasions and wanting to be invaded was all consuming, I swallowed and had a few erratic breaths before easing around so that I was angled more towards him. I could see now that he was much older, probably 45 but manly and not overweight. He smiled slightly as our eyes met. Besides, Carrie,’ his eyes twinkled, ‘How about you show some of that liberated self-sufficient woman you are supposed to be and carry your own gear?’ ‘Why, Timothy,’ Carrie batted her eyelashes at her partner as she hoisted her load to her shoulder. ‘Are you jealous?’ Tim opened his mouth for an indignant denial. Then he grinned sheepishly. ‘Maybe I am,’ he admitted. ‘Well,’ she suddenly surprised him as her expression grew serious. ‘Maybe it’s about darn time you are.’ Tim was rocked. He.