She was maybe only a year or two younger than my mother who was sitting next to me reading the latest celebrity tabloid. I’m not usually attracted t... older women but as a high school sophomore, honestly ever halfway attractive woman catches my eye.Hold on one second, let me go back a little. I’m going to tell you a true story (or at least how I remembered it) about a weekend business trip I took with my mother when I was 16 years old. A little about myself to start. My name is Chase, and like. Very small, actually it's just me. It's really just a cover business for what I really do which is to service my male clients clandestinely.There are an average 20-25 active clients. They are all successful proper business man, many of them you would classify as professionals.They are all referrals and have been carefully screened. Most of the men are straight but just like a girl with "something extra"occasionally. There are also some who I suspect are Bi-sexual. I don't really cater to the. He politely flushed the toilet and exited the bathroom and looked toward Mandy’s bedroom, and didn’t see her, so he walked back to the living room and began to get dressed. Once dressed he looked outside and seen Mandy sitting at a picnic table with a cup of coffee and a cigarette. He opened the door and went out to where she was. “Good morning,” he said as he neared Mandy. She was back in her T-shirt, and had her boots on her feet. “Good morning, did you sleep well?” she asked, flashing her. Besides, I wouldn't want the rejection," I laughed nervously.She giggled. "Now who's being presumptuous?"Josephine rearranged herself so her right hand was taking the weight of her head, leaning on her elbow. Her left hand was moving steadily lower. The light scratches of her nails just below my navel were causing my cock to rouse and thicken. She looked steadily into my eyes and whispered."If you asked me if you could stay tonight, I would say no." Did I do something wrong?" I asked, then.