She groaned and writhed under me and I felt her cunt lubricating; her sweet juices lubricated the head of my cock as her pantyhose gusset became satur...ted; the musky smell of cunt wafted from her. Her tongue was wriggling and thrusting in my mouth and she kept squirming to keep my cock in the folds of her pussy lips."Oh Jesus fucking Christ Mike!" she sounded exasperated."Put the fucking thing in me!"She once again reached between our bodies and this time she raked at the gusset of her hose. “I’ll come. Yes, I’d love to join you. But only if I can be your date. Deal?” Valerie smiles and giggles. “Well. The article must be working. It said I should lean in close to you and give you repeated touches during the evening.” Valerie giggles and smiles. “Apparently this lets the dominant older successful male know that the younger, attractive, sexually fertile female is receptive to his advances.” Valerie and John laugh. She continues, “This is supposed to encourage the older. After sharing the dinner with me, Anu excused herself back to her room while I sit on the couch and begin to read some magazines. Slowly she climbs up the stairs, but paused as she heard my call. "Anu, before you go back to your room, go in to my bedroom and clean up the bin and those wasted papers on my desk," I said with a casual tone that suggested nothing other than, what it means literally. She answered yes and turned around in the hallway toward my room. I grinned, "It is time she learns. OK, where was I, oh right, we were getting ready to go out, and I told her to be careful, because I was getting horny thinking about all the stuff we did in the past, and my husband was 2000 miles away. She laughed, and said that I could still masturbate, or use one of her dildos if I needed to. At that time of the night, it was still just talk, and I definitely had no intention of doing anything with her again. As the night went on, we drank quite a bit, and our inhibitions got lower, and we.