He thinks you must hang out with the gods up on Olympus.Carol met me at my door with a snifter of cognac in her hand and not very much at all on her b...dy. Dinner was late.January 19, 2015:Willa contacted me. "Chuck, can you be here in D.C. Friday afternoon?" I can. I've talked with Ellen and she wants in. Any objections?" None at all. She's a crusty old broad, but she's got a good brain and the kind of horse sense that will help keep us grounded. Can she come with you?" I'll do my best to make. It all came about 1 evening we were all going to a family members 50th party at a local hotel in the centre we were all togged up smart guys in shirt some with tie some without and trousers girls in dresses and sexy heels then there was linda wow black tights which i could of been stockings sexy heels pencil skirt with a silky looking top showing her over average boobs with her hair up like a secratary it was instant bone on material even lindsays hubby to be said to me i would smash her to. She wanted to ask him some more about this part of his life, but his tone of voice indicated that he didn’t want to discuss it further. So instead she asked him about his art. He filled her in about the process of creating bronze castings as they strolled. ‘My studio is down here.’ He said opening a gate to a tree shaded driveway. ‘The trees sold me on the property the moment I saw them.’ The temperature dropped several degrees as they walked under the trees. The sounds of traffic and the city. Obviously he wasn’t a shy guy. He didn’t look at me but asked, “Are you gonna get naked?” “Yeah, I am,” I said as I grabbed the tail of my t-shirt. When I pulled my t-shirt over my head and the coolness of the room made my nipples tighten. As I hesitated for a second or two and I could feel Rusty’s eyes watching me. To my surprise he reached over and hooked his thumbs in the waist band of my gym shorts. When he started pulling down on them I raised my ass to help him. He slipped my shorts down.