Was he hoping I'd say yes or had he had second thoughts about the idea.He was waiting for me in the living room when I walked in after putting the kid... to bed and he handed me a glass of wine and then asked:"Have you spent any time thinking about what we were talking about this morning?" Actually sweetie, I have, and I don't think it would be a good idea." Why not? You want to. I saw it written all over your face when I mentioned it." There are a lot of things I want to do sweetie, but I don't. I could feel his head pressing, probing and slowly opening me up. I was so close to cumming, the waves of pleasure going through my body, the realisation that I was about to be fucked, that I was all dressed up, his hands over my stockings, my heels felt tight on my feet, I was in heavenHis head slipped into me and a wave of pain hit me, I screamed into the gag"oh you are very tight slut" said Jon as he thrust hard deep into meThe pain became even more intense and I thrashed around trying to. " Hi Jerry, I doubt if you remember me, but we had a lot of the same classes till I moved away. How are you doing?"I thought back to grade school and remembered a chubby little red-haired girl named Rachel. Surely, this couldn't be her, but it was. "As well as could be expected under the circumstances. Do you work here at the hospital?" Yes I do. Even though I'm in my last year of high school, I take classes at the local college. I work here at the hospital three days a week after school."The. No heavy hair to shave, no deep voice to hide, no whiskers that he never seemed to be able to get with his razor. He wouldn't have to fake breasts of cleavage. The list went on and on.He set his equipment down and began to rig his first pole as the sun rose high enough to light his world. He chose a deep running lure and tied it on his line. He cast it out and jigged it as he reeled it in.On his third cast it snagged. " Damn! Looks like I'm going to lose another one. I lose more money this.