You two start to giggle when you look over and see the wet spot in my jeans. Leaning back over toward me, you unzip my jeans and pull my dick out. Gra...bing it in one hand you slowly lick the head clean with your tongue. Sitting up you stuff my dick back into my pants and you start to get dressed again.Parking downtown, we walk over to the Black Banana Club. This club is somewhat known for its eccentricities and kinkiness. After a few minutes inside and our first drink, the three of us waltz out. “Marty, you have no idea! Listen, you doing anything this weekend? I’d love to take you home and reintroduce you to Marilyn.”“Sorry, not this weekend. Next weekend is open, though.”“Perfect. Bring a bag or a suitcase over here next Friday and prepare to be surprised,” I told him.He gave me a curious look. “Going to show me your castle?”“No castle, but trust me, you’ll be surprised.”“It’s crazy, you know. I knew about the billionaire who bought himself a Congressional seat, but I never figured. She was now breathing hard and I could feel her trembling on my lap. We kissed for a few minutes and embraced passionately. She took of my shirt and started to kiss my nipples. As much as I wanted to enter her, I knew I had to make her first time special and wanted to prolong this as much as I could. I kissed her again and started to make my way towards those nipples I had dreamed of having in my mouth for such a long time. With the first suck, she let out a gasp of surprise and slowly settled. What I really wanted to be was a cowboy, or maybe a veterinarian, but I figured a nurse was the next best thing. Besides, I could interview your Great Grandma Marcy—she was a nurse. I remember I had two freshly sharpened pencils and a stenographer's notebook along with me when I asked the questions. Grandma Marcy was very pleased to be interviewed. Of course I don't suppose being a nurse back when she was a nurse was exactly like it is today, or even like it was when I was in seventh grade. But.