Now she sat, still unable to pay the rent, knowing that she was probably going to end up on the street! She knew he would be by very shortly to colle...t his money. She tried to pull herself together, but everytime she thought she was calm, she broke down in hysterics again. She thought of Mr. Cohen! She didn't even know his first name! He was a big brute of a man. He stood about six-foot-six, and weighed in at a solid three hundred pounds. He had a bald head, and chomped on a sweet. I think her buzz and her desire to tease me got her into a situation she had not planned on. You see before she met me she met a hot black guy that wanted to get into her pantys but she was married to someone else and he was too. He had walked her to her car and stole a kiss but she didn’t let go any father. Tonight she had seen him. They just talked but she was sure he still wanted her and she let me know it. I dared red her to text him. And in a few min I was getting the forwarded text. She was quite shocked physically and emotionally. I sometimes daydreamed how I would react in a situation where I could see an erect cock and in this frame of mind the man had no face all I could see was a hard cock and his hand. I would usually flood and become aroused enormously rapidly not that anyone around me would be aware of this secret pleasure. It was an occasional source of pleasure to have this secret although I never masturbated or had an orgasm.Until my 50's I was not sexually. “Uhhm ... Olivia. She said you were working in a motorcycle dealership, so I took a guess and started with Sacramento. I wondered if you might have gone back to your roots, and it seems you have.”“Yeah,” I nodded, “I guess you could say that. Look, Gabrielle, this isn’t the best place for us to talk. Why don’t we go to lunch? It’s just about time and I know a place where we can talk and not be interrupted.”She was already smiling. “I’d like that. I want to find out all about you, Kyle. You’ve.