Anderson was my new piano teacher. He’s old enough to be my grandfather. There’s something about him that gets me excited. When I play for him,...my panties get soaked from arousal. He usually puts his arm around me when I play. At first, it used to make me nervous. Now it makes me horny and hot for him.I know he’s interested in me too. I notice him staring at my breasts and short skirts. His eyes are always staring right into my shirt. He must get a little embarrassed sometimes because. Suddenly, half way through my orgasm, she slipped her lips around my organ taking in half of my solid nine inches. More thick gobs erupted from my manhood filling her mouth. I felt her swallowing as more of me filled her oral cavity. My orgasm was over as she gently, tenderly slowed her hand until she stopped. One solitary creamy white drop of my cum hung from the corner of her mouth before her tongue lashed out, capture it and pulled it into her mouth.. I think I had suspected this all along, but it still shocked me- Madeline was a man! I stopped what I was doing and panicked for a fewseconds - I wasn't gay! But I very quickly took stock - what of it? Sowhat if I was with another man? Societal conditioning was akin to brain-washing. As long as we weren't hurting anyone, what did it matter? And thetaboo nature of our tryst made it all the sweeter, truth be told. Madelinemust have figured that I knew and in hindsight it was perfectly obvious.I. “Joe, would it be too forward of me to invite you up to my apartment? I just live a block from her. I think Kara choose this place so I could easily make my play. In truth, I didn't think I'd be all that interested. And here I am trying to seduce you! Edit that last remark. Let's just say I'm trying to make friends with you. But actually, a woman my age, who loves sex and hasn't had any for two years always has sex on the mind. So let's just say come up for a cup of coffee, or tea. .