There he was. Blocking my way to my destination with my date waiting for me. Sure. Why not. See what he has to "Offer" and say I have an "appointme...t" with a client in a few minutes to get rid of him. Cool thing to do! I'm bein' the hooker I am goin' to play later. Except this wasn't play. This guy was for real. Deep breath.I leaned onto the passenger window sill and looked at a cute younger guy who seemed a little nervous. Probably just as much as me. Good thing I was on the other. This is so good I wanna scream! As he succeeded in pulling another orgasm out of her, he rested her bums back on the bed and she felt him standing up. Her body, still showing signs of her orgasms, were contracting and she could hear her heart beating in her ears. Oh how she wanted more...she needed more! As the bedside cabinet closed, she fell silent as to try and hear what he was doing now. Her heartbeat made it difficult but she tried none the less. She felt something entering her now very. “I even shave myself, as you saw earlier.”“I wasn’t sure,” admitted Mel. “Many of the boys I do stuff with have little or no hair.”“But the older ones do, don’t they?”Mel gave a little gasp, as though she’d had a eureka moment. She was quite a paradox, knowing about the safe and fertile periods in her cycle but seemingly ignorant of some of the basic aspects of puberty.“Now open your legs wide and hold still or I might accidentally cut you,” I warned her.I continued with the beard trimmer until. The she started the car and drove us to a local lover's lane. Neither of us, both married over 20 years, in loveless marriages, had been to a lover's lane in more than 20 years.We kissed and petted but did not have sex that night. We both wanted to but we had to be sure. After a few weeks it was Anne's birthday, but I didn't know. Anne asked me if I could take her to dinner that evening. My wife really didn't care if I ate or not since she was going out and leaving me to my own devices. Besides.