This lady had some talent, and not just for making suits. She had half of my cock in her mouth by the time her hands worked their way up my legs. I ha... to concentrate on keeping my balance, she was so damn good at this. I felt my balls start to rumble and knew it wouldb't take long. She quicken the pace as she took both hands around to my ass putting a death squeeze on it. She started pushing me from my ass to fuck her face, faster and faster she’d push. I put my hands on her head to keep from. Her response was, "Is that possible?" Holy shit. I almost came in my pants. "It's possible," I said, "and no one would know but you and me. It would be our Las Vegas secret." Then she came to her senses. "No, I couldn't do that. You're just teasing me."I didn't want to overplay my hand. "I love you," I said, "but I'm not kidding. It would be an adventure for both of us and we could talk about it for the next forty years. I'll go find the guy if you want to consider it." I saw her look around.. . hear me out before you make up your mind." Okay." She sat back down at the kitchen table. "Lay it out Jack." Well ... I was thinking, like I said, I like having you and Beth around and if you wanted to stay here for ... oh, say room and board for the both of you and I would pay you, of course ... uh, $8.00 an hours for cooking and cleaning then you could save up for your California trip and I would have a clean house and better meals than I fix by myself. Well?" She looked at me for a long. "This is going to be like a first date, isn't it? Will there be dancing after dinner? I hope so. I used to be quite good at Fiesta time." You'll probably be a lot better than me, but maybe I can steer you around the floor for a slow waltz." (Actually I was an accomplished dancer. Pam had made me learn when I embarrassed her the first time we went dancing.) Driving home I thought how I had lived in the same house with Rita for three years and never had the urge to get close to her. Now, all I.