She told me of this little restaurant that she knew and that we’d go on the following night. I agreed and I told her I’d pick her up at 6pm. So no... all day Sunday, I was nervous as hell. I hadn’t been out with another woman for nearly 10 years. Especially someone who was 13 years my junior. I made sure I shaved extra close, used cologne and wore the only clothes that were decent.By 6pm I arrived at Rene’s, then after meeting her mother, walked onto the restaurant. Our dinner went off without a. We arrived at the Queen Anne and parked the car behind the Mobil station. We walked across the street and we approached the box office. As I paid the admission fee the older woman who manned the box office was giving my wife dirty looks since she could clearly see my wife's lovely tits through her black see through blouse. We entered the old dark theater and stood in the back for a few moments to allow our eyes to adjust the darkness inside the theater. Once we were able to see the seats we. Professor Agnini had us swap papers and then went over the answers. Once the papers were graded he had us hand them back to each other.“Who got at least thirty correct?” he asked.Of the thirty people in class, eight hands went up, including mine.“OK. Who got at least forty correct?” he asked.Now, only three hands were up, including mine.“Forty-five?” he asked.Two hands.“Wow. That’s impressive. I’ve never had two people get forty-five. Tell me your names and your totals.”I looked at the female. Luckily,for me,he didn`t seem to have any idea.My cock was starting to leak a lot of pre-cum by now and my wife was taking full advantage of it, working it all over and around the head of my cock. When I finally looked down at what she was doing,my cock was all shiny and glistening with my runny juices. She was milking me like an expert(I have know idea how I kept a straight face) and I honestly thought I was going to spray my load! But she knew how close I was getting and calmly just pinched.