How could I say no? The 4 hour drive seemed to take 24 hours. I had never seen her picture and she had never seen mine. All I knew is she was a BBW an... all she knew is I wanted to meet her. I spent the entire drive wondering about her. What does she look like? Will she like how I look? Am I wearing the right clothes? What would we do? Would we get along once I got there? The questions beat my mind into a frenzy of worry.She told me to meet you at a parking lot near where you live since your. They agreed that they were still friends, but the love had died. They would both be better off divorced. She had also told him that she wanted NO ALIMONY, or OTHER SETTLEMENTS. She had money on her own, and, while NOT rich, was extremely well off. She also invited him to visit at any time. He would always be welcome, and would be afforded benefits as he wished. She had bought a house a few blocks from him that was all she needed, or wanted. Her Father had passed away a few years ago, and left. But I couldn’t help to be turned on by being ordered around a bit. I served my role, taking her feet in my hand one at a time, deeply massaging her starting at her toes, then the sole, then up her calves, and finally to her soaking wet thighs. All the while, she kept fingering herself, cumming time and time again. When my hands reached to far or came to close to her pussy, she would shoot me glaring looks, warning me not to reach an inch farther. Then before I knew it, cum squirted from her. I was thirsty and excited, that’s why I did. we drank some tequila.. as the alcohol rushes into my head, I felt dizzy, he suggested we shower and he stripped me of my miniskirt and spaghetti top. I’m left with my bra, panty and stockings.. he love the sight and I went to shower with him but I was only showering for him.. I got wet too eventually anyway. after shower he carried me onto his bed.. he asked me to kneel in front of him as he sat with legs wide open, , he ask me to blow for him. this.