I touch her wonderfully soft skin holding her face in my hands kissing her. We’re locked in this embrace to the first floor when we separate at the...ding, like a boxing match and muttered in near unison somewhat out of breath, ‘Meet you at the bar after work.’ We smile at each other and go our separate ways. My heart’s pounding out of my chest. My wildest fantasies are colliding with reality. I’m at the Bar before Janice. Two other couples are in the Bar but at tables. I’m the only one at the. She called the guys from the car and explained how she wanted to be double teamed. After hanging up she spread her legs and said feel how wet my pussy is. I rubbed the thin nylon material and it squished between her smooth shaved pussy lips. Once in the house she pulled the dress and bra off , she said I'm going to greet the guys like this. I said why don't you go ahead and take off the panties too. She pulled them off and shoved them in my mouth . It wasn't long before we heard both of the. That's all it took; I spurted rope after rope of cum directly down her throat. When I was done, she licked the head, making sure she got every droplet."Tammy, I want to return the favor, but I've never..." Shhh, it's OK; I'll guide you," she said quietly, slipping off her bottoms, revealing her pussy. There wasn't a hair to be seen. She spread her legs, and I slid forward, smelling her sweet scent. When my nose hit her pussy, I closed my eyes and licked the length of her slit. The taste was. All of it.Her clothing might have been hand-me-downs from her mother. She always wore pantyhose and a thick, long skirt that came down below her knees. A blouse, with either a shawl or some sort of overshirt or jacket was all I ever saw her wear. And not fashionable shirts and coats, they were corduroys, paisley’s, and polka dots, like from the 1970’s and 80’s.She wasn’t ugly or anything of the sort. She just did everything wrong if she was trying to look pretty. She had auburn, almost red,.