„And it will be the best that I can do for my grandson. Or do you have any... objections?“ she was already massaging my rock hard dick deftly thru...my pants.„No...“ I moaned „Not at all... please... let's go to the bedroom.“It was just as if I was dreaming. As if an impossible dream had come true. In fact, I did not care at all at that moment if this was real or just a dream. I got up and she led me gently upstairs to her bedroom. While walking, she shed her thin clothes until she was before me. And she could go directly home to clean up and wash her hair. Her mother was used to her cleaning up the moment she got home rather than 'visiting' for a few minutes (or longer), so she didn't have to worry about her mother smelling something that she shouldn't.She smoothed her blouse down as she settled in Mr. Anderson's office. He smiled when he saw that."Some things never change," he said."Oh?" If a man's going to be present in a meeting, a woman will pull her clothes tight to show off her. But to no avail, as Liz was still very awkward around men, being such a late bloomer and all, even though many found her beautiful she’d still be so befuddled they’d usually only get a few words in before she’d scare them off, though maybe that was only because of Bri... Brianna was Liz’s best friend, an African-American woman who was the same age as Liz. They also wore the same size clothes and bra-size so they would often trade clothes with each other throughout their whole life. They often. At once I could see that they were swapping spit already and his hand was under the front of her little dress. The next time they turned I could see that his fly was down and her hand was inside his pants. At that point the lighting changed from soft, low light to strobes which was the cue to "get away with whatever you can". The club is in Texas where sex is not allowed on premises, but soon I could not see her head and found out later that she was giving him head on the dance floor.At the end.