As he worked I made more small talk with him and then reached downand took the socks into my hands. The feeling of the sweat dampened socksin my hand... gave me an instant boner. I loved the feel of them in my handsand wanted so badly to smell them. It would have been too risky though,because he could have looked up at any time and seen what I was doing. Iwas content at the moment to just have them in my hands. Later as he wasfinishing his job, he started cleaning up his tools. He told me. Wer hätte gedacht, dass sich unter diesen furchtbaren Klamotten ein durchaus attraktiver Frauenkörper verbarg. Schon ziemlich rundlich, aber keineswegs dick, wie ich immer angenommen hatte. Anna kam nicht umhin, mein Starren zu bemerken. „Was glotzt Du denn so?", fragte sie grinsend. „Noch nie eine Frau gesehen?"„Wer glotzt -- ich?" gab ich im gleichen Ton zurück. „Als ob ich irgendeine Frau anschauen würde, wenn sie hier halbnackt auf meinem Sofa sitzt."„Genau", lachte Anna. „Welcher Ehemann. ." "Woah, you two ok?" asked the waiter setting the water down and seeing the melancholy at the table. "We're fine," lied Lidia. "Well if you say so," said the waiter unconvinced. "Are you ready to order?" "Not yet," said Lidia dismissing the waiter who left but not before giving them a few backward glances. "So, you had a bad dream?" asked Lidia prompting Jax to continue. "Well, it wasn't so bad until I woke up. You were...dripping with cum, my cum. I didn't know what to do. I got your clothes. So I encourage you to consider taking one – or even two – of the Viagra tablets I provided in your orientation packet." Hey, no problem there, Doc, and no offense taken, if that's what you're worried about. I use it recreationally sometimes, anyway. I have no problem getting it up to fuck an eighth grader, at least not for one as fucking hot as Bethany, but sex is even better with a steel-hard prick. Like it felt when I was eighteen – only nowadays, I can last as long as I like. And I getcha –.