Okay?" "Perfect, dear. I'll see you then. Bye." It was summer. James, my son, was at college in summer session. His father was gone for days. I was al...ne. I dressed up in a little summer dress. I didn't bother to put on a bra or panties. This was going to be fun, or my name wasn't Wanda. Anyway, I heard the doorbell ringing just an hour later and when I answered it there was Vic. He was dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, along with flip-flops. "Hi Vic. Come on downstairs to the basement. You've. Instantly wet.I was still desperately trying to hold onto ideas of “no I can’t” and “we’re not really going to do this” but we had made it to a park, the windows were fogged, the snow was falling, and his very talented hand had somehow made it into my pants. My legs were spread, my hips were rocking, and all I could think about was the need to cum, I needed something inside me. My hand, which had been sliding up and down his leg was by now all over his cock, opening his pants, lightly stroking,. Fredericks apartment is not that huge so I can hear everything going on. Frederick has her opened up and loose, I can tell he is slamming his whole length by his sounds and hers. More her sounds actually.I return and they are going slow, he is holding his deep stroke and they are kissing romantically and deeply. I hear him say "I've got so much cum in me ready to go." I've heard other guys say similar so I guess it's true they can feel the tank fill. She loudly says "Don't !" and tries her. Momentarily satisfied I placed the bowl in the recycler."What is your designation?"I spun around to see if anyone was there. I was still alone in thechamber."No, we are not located with you. By what identification are youknown?"The voice was of medium timbre but had an authoritarian tone as if wasused to getting everything it asked for. Although it must have beenprojected into the room it seemed to be coming from about a half ameter in front of me.Felling more grateful for my rescue but.