”“I can’t argue with that,” he said, “Maybe I should finish my beer and give it a try when I get back to bed.”“Or maybe you could just l...y back and let me do it for you,” I suggested softly, “I’m very good at giving handjobs.”He could tell from the way I looked at him and how I suggestively sucked my finger that I wasn’t joking. “There’s no point in self stroking when I’m willing and available,” I whispered, “So why don’t you step out of those clothes and let me get to it.”In the nude Alex was. I parked my small, powder-pink Nissan and made my way through the gate and along the path to the front door, dodging the obstacle course of planters and hanging baskets. I had bought the powder-pink Nissan for my daughter for when she went to college. Now, unlike me, she was fully and gainfully employed, and after trading up she insisted I took her reliable old car since I had had to return my company car when I lost my job.When I rang the doorbell, it played something pretentious and classical. “Katie tricked you into coming over, even though she wasn’t going to be there?” Mom asked.“Yeah,” I said, “Becky told me what was going on, gave me a note Katie had left for me and then had me call her so she could tell me that it was really what she wanted to happen.”“What was the first lesson?” Mom prompted.“Becky and I made out for a while and I got lessons on taking off her bra,” I said. “I got to suck on her nipples that day and rub her pussy through her panties. She gave me a hand job,. Slowly i took her to the bedroom and we laid her on the bed. She was in a frenzied mood. Slowly i kissed her earlobes and caressed her breasts through the night gown. She was not wearing bra. This excited me and i slowly moved my hands to her love box. She was not wearing any panties also. And her pussy was clean-shaven, which was contradictory to my fantasy. I just inserted my finger and asked, “you shave it regularly?”“no, but two days back i thought that when i present you the gift it should.