All her lovers had all been younger than she when she met them. Each of them had been so entranced by her exquisitely sexy prettiness that they had be...n capable of miracles. At first each one had made love to her three or four times a night. Always, that last time, they were slow to arousal, almost lazy, almost not caring, without the fatal urgency that chilled her, and sometimes she experienced a small, brief spasm that was – almost – an orgasm. Perhaps it was actually a real orgasm, she. As she came, she sucked hard on one cock, then the other, seeking to take every last drop of cum from her two visitors. The deep grunts of exhausted satisfaction told her she'd pretty much drained both of them dry.Then silence, apart from the sound of deep breathing from Emma and her three lovers. "Thanks guys" said Sean's voice and Emma felt the bed lift on either side of her as the two visitors quickly stood up. As she could hear them dressing she reached down to stroke Sean's head. "Mmmmmmm". Nothing was ever done or decided at these meeting. Some of mycolleagues loved going to them - business networking it's called. Ifound nearly all of them boring and the only thing that seemed to happenwas the exchange of a large number of business cards with people whowanted to sell themselves and didn't really listen to what you weresaying.I opened the door and said, "Hello?"It was quiet; maybe she was upstairs somewhere.I went up the carpeted stairs and had a look in the bathroom, all. ”I nodded with a smile. I’d never had to cope with a flirtation from a youth before. I was feeling my way in the dark; as I new he was.“What’s your name?” I asked him.“Andrew.” He replied brightly; “Andrew Baker.”“I’m Mrs Lavender and thanks for your help Andrew.”He glowed with a blushing pride.“So, your new to the building.” I stated.“Yea - We moved in recently - Mother and I.”“So; your man of the house, huh?” I asked while wondering how big a fifteen year-old boy’s cock might be?“I guess so.”.