I parked my unit beside it and went in to get the keys from Doris. She was in her office so I went up the stairs and entered. She had a pot of coffee ...oing so I took a cup and sat down."Harry, how do you get yourself in so much trouble? Here are your keys, and the owner of the Gas Mart said to tell you the color of your Jeep clashed with the color of his store. He also said to tell you that he is holding a dozen donuts with your name on them."I had to laugh at the way she put that one at. Sharon was just as hot looking as her mom was. And it was Theresa's hot body that caused our divorce. Well, her hot body and insatiable sex appetite.When she felt she wasn't getting enough at home, she went out and got more, a lot more, sometimes two and three men at a time. Against my will, I felt my hand go down and stroke my hard dick thru my pants. The sight of Sharon's fingers sliding in and out of her bald cunt flashed in my mind. Even as I berated myself, for thinking these thoughts. Along the way we have a few short conversations , like talk about how is her plan in future , and stuff like if she likes to accept challenge and learn things .She was sweet and chill while replying me all this, even driving on the road I could not keep myself focus to what she is saying so I bluntly ask all sort of questions to know how what kind of lady she is , anyway be honest I couldn't resist to see her sexy legs.The conversation suddenly links quite randomly to party and drinkings , so. When she came out of the room she was dressed in a slinky little outfit and my eyes dropped to the floor. We went to a nice little French place and then dancing. The whole time we danced she just kept rubbing her crotch into mine. By the time we left I was so hard I would have fucked her right there on the dance floor. On the ride home she sat next to me and kept on kissing my neck. When we got home she stepped into the house and immediately dropped to her knees and sucked my cock till I blew.