’‘Would you like some coffee?’‘Maybe later. With your permission, I would like to lie down.’‘Of course, my beauty. Are you feeling OK?’�...�Yes, I’m fine.’I walked over to the couch, a large L-shaped sectional, and sat down.‘Come stand near me. Take off your blouse and skirt. I want to see you.’‘Yes, my mistress.’‘You don’t have to call me Mistress. Feel free to call me by my name.’‘As you like…but…you are my mistress.’‘We both know it. That’s enough. Now I want to watch you undress.’She approached. The reluctant willingness delighted him, she could have screamed, she could have run, but she held her nerve and accepted his attention. She clearly felt uncomfortable with what he was doing, but not so uncomfortable that she rejected him.He felt the warmth of her femininity on his hand, and wanted more, so he extended a finger and stroked it slowly across the tip of her button, causing her to gasp and blush furiously in unison.He saw her checking around for people, and felt how uneasy she was,. Her legs went around his body almost automatically, and the two of them started to bang their bodies together as they fucked in our bed. Gin was moaning about how good it felt, and how nice he was, and how fabulous his cock felt buried deep in her sweet little and innocent pussy.Doug told Ginger, “God, woman, you are so fucking loveable. I do love you. You are anything but the middle-age body next door. You are the hot girl next door that I am going to have to romance and fuck on a frequent. Jack sat down and as he did, the server came over with another glass filled with something. In a way, it looked like beer or maybe a mixed drink but only lighter. She placed it in front of Jack as I wondered just what his taste was whiskey or some other type of firewater that can turn good men into bad ones over night. Here is your ginger ale Jack, the server said to him. She looked to the bar then added, Jimmy told me to tell you to keep your eye on the two standing at the bar as they are.