Her creamy white skin was a sight to behold and a massive turn on for me personally.I fancied Sarah like mad, and even though we were both single, I d...dn't dare ask her out. Not just for fear of rejection, but I also didn't want her to think of me as just a dirty old man.One day in the Summer, I had finished up for the day and was walking out of our building when I saw Sarah coming towards me. "That's me done", I said. "I'm off for a beer or two".To my surprise, Sarah asked if I would like some. He would devour me, licking and sucking me to orgasm in minutes. And he taught me to love the way I tasted. He would kiss me long and deep after eating my pussy, letting me enjoy the taste of myself on his mouth.Over the three days after receiving the letter, I masturbated often as memories came flooding back. Despite still lacking sleep on my second night home, my clit again responded to thoughts of him, swelling into a firm little button. I felt it as my nipples strained against the silk. "It's a date," he said softly.When he left, the girl next to her leaned over. "He's cute!" she whispered.Gloria looked at her."Yeah," she said, uncertainly. "I guess he is." He likes you," said the girl. "I can tell." No he doesn't," was Gloria's automatic response. "He's like, sixteen or something." If you don't want him, can I have him?" asked the girl, giggling.Gloria felt something tighten inside her. She wasn't aware that it was jealousy. She'd never been jealous, to her knowledge, in her. She asked for help with the groceries and when we both made an effort to get up, she told my father to just watch the game."That's why we had him," she teased. "He gets to do the chores." "I'll agree with that!" Dad responded and sat back down. When I got out to the garage, she was bent over the hood of her car, her shorts and panties were in a wad at her feet. She gave me a smirk and said, "I dare you to fuck me right here and right now with your father there in the house." No worries," I.