I drink it all the time," she said. "Please sit down nextto me; we have so much to talk about."Greg did as she asked. She handed him a tall thin glass...filled with thebubbly golden colored fluid."Here's to old times and the future!" she stated as she gently touched herglass against his.He smiled and tasted the champagne; she was right, it was very good."You must be doing very well," he said as he looked around the room. "Imean, we graduated the same year, and if I had stayed at the university. So I decided to place an ad three weeks ago just to see what would happen....no expectations. Placing the ad was easy; 48 y/o male bottom overnight stay and hosting for the right top. I started to receive email inquiries in about thirty minutes. My first thought...Wow, maybe this will be a good experience. So I sent out my responses to each email to request pictures and any information that would fill in the 'gaps'.I was into the process about an hour when I received a response that caught. Hrmph! came the grunt from her husband as he emptied himself inside her. Yes, oh, yes, he repeated as his orgasm subsided as she rubbed his back and encouraged him. Then he pulled out, rolled over and was exhausted. He was about to drift off to sleep when she leaned over and cleaned his cock with her mouth. Uh! Uh! he cried as her tongue went around his spent dick during that sensitive moment of post-orgasm. Michelle let it slip out of her lips and went to the ensuite bathroom to spit, washing. Laura followed Sarah into the bedroom, making a short detour to a large closet to retrieve a colorful silk robe. Tossing the robe to Sarah she said, Here, try this. It is much more comfortable than the towel and infinitely more attractive. Sarah caught the robe and with no hesitation, rose from the chair, letting the towel fall in a heap on the floor at her feet. Laura noted that Sarah showed no embarrassment about her momentary nudity as the towel dropped away. As Sarah donned the robe,.