"I could really go for some of your rooibos caramel tea, and one of your fabulous foot rubs," she said, her voice pleading.I looked at her and smiled,..."Tell you what, you go make the tea for both of us and I'll give you the foot rub." She seemed about to say something but instead, nodded and smiled at me, stood up and went to make the tea.She knew her way around my kitchen because of all the time that she spent here at my place. We got together here often with our various friends, some from the. “Hmmmm, I missed you baby. We need to talk tonight, but I need too eat first. Nothing bad, but this has been two days that I’m still trying to absorb.”She had me follow her upstairs, and I saw she was already cooking dinner. I saw a rice cooker on the counter, and she had something simmering on the stove. “Rice is almost done, as is the chicken. The corn only needs a few minutes in the microwave. Go ahead and have a seat on the couch and relax baby. 12 or 15 year old?”I thought for a moment.. I asked why he took so long to start fucking ? She asked what I ment by that. I said you have been gone almost two hours. She said we came straight to his room and started fucking. Then she said they had just got out of the shower to clean up and he wanted to fuck more. I asked are you dressed? She said yes that she had bent over to fasten her shoe strap and he grabbed her hips and started working his cock into her. No one around me could hear me talking so I asked if he had a big cock. She. Her eyes were closed tight and all scrunched up as she strummed her fingers inside her panties. She was absolutely oblivious to anything other than the pleasure she was giving herself.As quickly as I could manage it, I turned myself around, heading back the same way I had come, hurrying back to my mower. I hadn't paused to try to get a better look at what she was doing. All I wanted to do was finish up this job and leave there. I hadn't found anything exciting about what she was obviously.