.yeah....I was uh, looking for something for my girlfriend." I asked nervously. "What exactly are you looking for?" Uh, something sexy." I just knew h... could see right through the lie but he didn't let on even after I gave him the sizes I needed. He helped me pick out an entire outfit. I ended up with white see thought panties, a white bra, matching stockings and suspender belt and a tight little white dress that would barely cover my arse. Before we made our way to the checkout he asked if. This man was overqualified for the job, but if that's what he wanted, I'd be a fool not to interview him.There was no phone number on the application, however there was an e-mail address. I typed a response and requested he contact me for an interview, preferably at the boat. I got a reply within a few minutes. Good! I arranged for him to meet me at the security gate at the yacht club at three that afternoon."Mister Hamelin?" a woman asked as I waited at the gate."Yes?" I'm Del Quinton," she. "At least not until I get you off with my tongue."Donna moaned in ecstasy. One of the things she'd loved most about her husband's love-making was his expert pussy-eating. Carl was always able to drive her to bliss with his tongue and lips. She'd missed those delicious sensations so much, she was ready to die with longing. But now it turned out that her eldest son took after his father in that department... he was a natural-born pussy-eater too!Obviously he'd gotten more out of his three years. At the door, Rachel stopped me."Are you going out?" Yep. I'll be outside walking. If you want to, you can join me." Sure, let me just change quickly."I decided to wait downstairs for her and use the time to warm up. She came down wearing black shorts and a red top. Her hair was done in a ponytail and she put on her make up only lightly. We went on for a while, then decided to rest. I could have gone on a little longer but I decided to take it slow for her. I just stood around, taking in the.