The food was indeed excellent and they each had a glass of wine with it. Becca tasted his pre-dinner beer."Ugh!" she exclaimed. "I don't know how you ...an drink that stuff. I tried it a couple of years ago and didn't like it then. I still don't." I didn't think much of it either to start with but at university one was expected to drink it and now I like it." Do you drink spirits?" I have done. I'm not mad about them and my father encouraged me to stick to beer." Uncle Steven likes his evening. I moved my hands to her cunt over the clothes. I think this made her turn on she grabbed my dick and started rubbing it over my jeans.I slowly started undressing her, and she helped me doing this. I stopped when she was in Bra and panty. She showed me a finger and asked me remove my clothes too… I did it she saw my dick but did not react. (it may be because she has been fucked by so many dicks). I removed bra and panty. And laid her down the bed. And I got over her. She offered me her pussy and. "Yeah, I guess. I was meeting a friend here, but he just called to say he was bailing. Traffic." He paused."Well, I'd like to play you, if you wouldn't mind."Another smile. "Baseball not doing it for you?" No, not really my game. Well, shall we?" I asked. "I'm Megan." Steve." He racked the balls. As we played, I found out a little about him. Steve was a graduate student in computer science. "Theoretical work only; nothing practical about it at all," he joked. He was a year younger than me, and. “At least fifteen years younger than my dad. He’s fifty.”“Then I scrape by! I’m thirty-four this year. But at our dojo we have a young man who’ll be seventeen this Summer who is a black belt.”“Wow!”“Oh, and on the opposite end of that spectrum, my dad will be eighty in August.”“You must be the youngest, then.”“Eldest,” I countered. “He didn’t marry until he was forty-four. Long story, but he worked for the government, covertly, for quite some time after serving in World War II.”“When I was a.