I licked down the underside of his cock,rolling my tongue all over this sensitive area. I could feel his legsbeginning to shake underneath of me and h...s moans, although he wasobviously trying to muffle them, were getting louder. As I wrapped my lips around the head, I took my sopping wethand from my panties to the shaft of his penis, using my own wetnessto lubricate him. His eyes grew wide as he felt the warm wetness frommy hand on his cock, and he moaned softly as I moved my hand up anddown. I was working at my dad’s dry-cleaning business, mostly using the steam-press, which I hated. One evening I took the bus into the city (I had no money to even think of buying a car). I was hanging out at a game arcade, playing a variety of video games. An older man in a suit (I now know he was fifty. The way I know that will come later.) was watching me play and began to make comments about how good I was at scoring.He kept chatting me up, and I was flattered. He asked if I’d like to have a. Surprisingly he turned out to be very good company, and after he’d looked after her computer problem they sat and had coffee.George not only refused any payment but the next evening just as she was getting supper he turned up at the door with a bunch of flowers. She was aghast.“It’s me that should be buying you something for the work you did,” she said, and then suddenly had a bright idea, “I could offer you supper if you’ve not eaten already.”The biggest smile imaginable appeared on his face,. After getting lunch the guys and I went to throw the ball around for a while since none of us felt like doing any work. “Hey man, you gonna come drink with us tonight, I think we are gonna do some pong in my room.” “I might, I have to see if someone shows up first.” “They can come too.” “Yea, I don’t know if they will want to. She doesn’t really drink too much.” “She? Your girl coming up? “Not exactly. An old girlfriend of mine said she is going to come up.” “Oh shit.” “Exactly my.