After she drank the can of beer and I asked if she had ever tried scotch.“you tryin’ to get me drunk Mr. C?” she smiled a glassy eyed grin.“w...uld that be bad?” I asked playfully. “you are an incredibly sexy woman” I could not believe I had said it to a fifteen year old but now it was out there and I liked where it might take me.“technically I think fifteen is still a girl” she said as she followed me into the house and I poured us a glass.“believe me Gabby you look like that, you are a. Before she could say anything else several alarms went off. It was time to go home. ‘Whichever one of you sent these thank you.’ Trish said lifting the vase and starting walk out. She intentionally ignored the denials of her co-workers. There wasn’t anybody else who could have sent them. It was less than an hour for her to drive home. It was as always simply uneventful. The only surprise came when she got to her front door and found a sign. It simply read ‘Turn Around.’ And Trish did. She. I can’t even guess how many times I came that weekend and while I didn’t write down any score or anything I believe it was eight times for my husband as we either slowly made love or he violently fucked me. No, it must have been nine because once I gave him a long, sloppy blow job until he flooded my mouth. Yes, we’re both a little on the high side of thirty-five but we still don’t want to keep our hands off of each other. We’re both in pretty good shape, probably because of good genes and some. She then grabbed my dick with her left hand and my balls with her right. She started squeezing my balls firmly while pumping on my dick really hard. She made a suction cup sound when she pulled my dick from out of her mouth. She looked at me “I love your big dick” while pumping it hard. “I want to sit on it right now!” My heart was racing. Lucille said “well we are almost at your aunt’s house, do you want to circle around or would you prefer to come by us Chris for a little while?” Duh! .