’ ‘My goodness, what an unusual first name,’ she said, introducing herself as Hope Honeybun. Nash didn’t comment about both of her names, both...their rare. ‘I like your modernised Chevy.’ ‘That I guessed, Nash. Otherwise why would a young man like you intervene on behalf of an old woman like me?’ ‘You’re not old, you are about my mother’s age.’ The good-looking woman beamed at him. Nash wondered who’d create a stupid name like Honeybun. Perhaps her father was Norwegian or Austrian and it was. ” Vincent said moving his hands forward removing my bra at the same time as it fell from my small but perky breasts. I know I should have pushed Vincent away and called for help but the feel of the hands of such a hot muscular younger man with large hands working my nipples was very intoxicating. I also think the thought of my daughter and husband just down stairs made me feel even hotter. It was like my body was on fire. Never over the years had Paul ever made my body feel like what. I had taken some adds out in an underground magazine which were to run the week of her graduation from massage school so we were eagerly awaiting our first client. I had also given out some business cards to several young black men I saw at the local adult book stores.The first day in business we got one call from a guy wanting to know the direction to our little place. It took him a while but he made it by around 2pm. He was a young white guy tall and slender with short hair. Mary. . Quick." I nodded and she took out a tube from her bag and began to squeeze. After a few seconds she realised it was still sealed, she punctured it with the cap, squoze a quarter of the tube onto my shaft then quickly put the tube away and began rubbing the cold clear gel into my shaft and balls before her husband came back. I guess this was her secret, but I don’t think she’d used it before because she used far too much.There was so much gel that it wouldn’t absorb right away and I was on the.