As I stood by, she sipped her tea and, slipping one hand up under her dress, said, "bet you would love some of this pussy, well you're not getting any... just like your e-mail, you will just have to admire it from afar," she giggled as she pulled the skirt up to reveal that she was panty-less. My infatuation with the view was interrupted by the doorbell, "please get the door Jesse," she ordered, politely. I opened the door gingerly, fearing a stranger seeing me all dressed up, and was pleasantly. Consistent small steps taken in the direction you want to go will take you to your destination faster than unplanned large steps,” the grizzled bartender said.“I didn’t know that.”The grizzled old man wiped down the bar and, in a gruff voice, said, “Sure you did. You went out to that corner and sold flowers every day regardless of the weather. You smiled and talked nicely to every customer. You made sure that your stock was fresh and attractive. That tells me that you took care of the details.. . . . all this was driving me crazy. I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. Finally at midnight I drifted off to sleep thinking about her naked body. I woke up at around 2am still thinking about Sheba aunty. I knew I wanted her at any cost and this was now or never, but I had no clue what to do. I got up from my bed and made my way into her room. She was fast asleep with both her children lying next to her. I made my way towards the little space that was available on her left side and lay down there. I replied “Yes Mistress Janice I am your slut”. She continued to work on my ass and reached down and started to fondle my cock, which was getting very hard. I couldn’t believe this, as I never experienced anything like this in my life before. I was moaning in pleasure then she suddenly stopped and withdrew from me. Janice then said “Ok, it your turn now that your cock is good and hard”. She undid the snaps of her corset and bent over the bed. She handed me a bottle of lubricant told me to.