It was time for pillow talk.“Bob’s being mysterious and not a little bit nervous,” Maria said. “He wants everyone to meet him at his new house...tomorrow evening.”“Is he staying there?”“No. Weekends mostly. But he insisted we meet there after his classes and my work.”“If you’re worried don’t be.”“You know what he wants to talk about?”“I do, but he needs to talk to you about it.”“But you don’t think I should worry?”“No I don’t.”“So distract me stud.”“Yes ma’am.”He went down on her pussy, saturated. I suddenly turned and I saw it was her, I ran and made her stand on her legs, everyone aged uncles came and inquired, she said she was fine. She thanked me and went from there. I was bit disappointed. Next day I came and was parking my pleasure, a beautiful voice from backShe: good morning(I turned and it was her.)Me: oh! Hi..Good morning!She: too early!!Me: yes..You too!She smiled and went for joining. While going 4-5 steps forward she stopped and said.She: hurry up!Wanna stand for the whole. “Well, today, I am feeling generous. Caroline and I have discussed your little ‘fetishes’ at great length and I am going to give you a little reward. Come to my private parlour in ten minutes.“Yes, Miss,” I panted.Excited beyond belief, after a very long ten minutes, I knocked on her parlour door and was invited to enter. Jennifer was sitting, on the top of her desk, with her long shapely crossed nyloned legs on full display. She simply pointed a manicured finger to the ground at her feet. I. I mean, I've got to get up early in the morning. I'm on my feet a lot and I need my rest. It's not like I don't enjoy giving her some physical attention. I'd be a worthless husband if I thought only about my needs, but I needed to restore some balance. That's exactly what I told myself.Well, she didn't think too much of the idea. In fact, she froze me out for a couple of days. I might be a little slow, but I ain't a moron. I kept that particular idea buried deeper than a cousin with too many.