He handed her the baby oil, sat back on the couch, untied and opened his robe, and exposed his cock and balls to her eager gaze. "You can play with th...s now," he offered manipulating his shaft right in front of her. "Use the oil so your hand slides more easily, okay? Remember, go slowly at first, and play with the head . . . it's the most sensitive part." "I absolutely will!" she said almost thinking it was Christmas and she was about to handle a very cherished present. Then, pouring oil into. That makes me want to try"."We'll see" I said.The next morning I got up to go back in to my own bed. We never did what she asked. I felt so strange about it. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. We also talked and I told her that it was such a wonderful time, but it should probably not happen again. She asked me to reconsider, explaining the wonderful times we could have together. Reluctantly she let it go after a while. We decided to never go down that road again. I couldn't help thinking. I plopped down on the couch in the living room, kicked off my loafers, and put my feet on the coffee table. With a highball glass in her hand, Aunt Dorothy sat down beside me. ‘So, stud,’ she said. ‘Which one are you going to fuck first?’ I grinned but didn’t speak. ‘Cheyenne would’ve done you on the spot if you’d asked her.’ Aunt Dorothy took a sip. ‘Did you make a date with her?’ ‘I still think she’s eight with pigtails and two teeth missing,’ I replied. ‘I thought I raised you better than. "Callie told him all of it her head dropping lower and the crimson flush in her face turning deeper as she went through every detail at his prompting, including her history with the men and other clients and how she ended up working as a stripper and part time prostitute in the first place."As I see it you have three choices, you can runaway from here in which case I will call the police and tell them you jumped bail and a warrant for your arrest will be issued immediately. Most likely you will.