For some reason I knew not of, maybe something Freudian, we ended up at the Hard Hat. I hadn't been there since that fateful night, seemingly, so long...ago. We'd spent a good hour at the bar, drinking, waiting for an open table, which was cool. I wanted to talk more than I wanted to eat. Finally we were seated and were half way through our meal, and in my case my third martini, when they walked in: Jennifer and her escort. He was at least six-five and very handsome and, I thought, at least ten. I also enjoy role playing. I am looking to find others who enjoy the same as me and right now Discretion is a must for me. My big turn on is pleasing my partner and I am VERY MUCH into giving oral to men or women it don't matter to me. I was in my teens the first time I had sex and it was with a boy that was two years older then me and I WAS NOT HIS first that's for sure I found out a few day's later he told me and since he was the frist person I had ever had sex with and since him I have beem. She stood in front of me blocking my exit and dropped her towel.My eyes ran up and down her body. It was complete perfection. Everything about her was just beautiful, from her full but pert tits, her flat belly, and trimmed dark bush.“Its up to you” she said “You can follow me upstairs or leave. Either way, I will say nothing to my sister”At that, she went upstairsI opened the front door and left.I got to the front gate but could not leave. I knew the back door would be. ”Joan thanked him for saying that and escorted him to kitchen where she served him the sandwich along with a diet soda.There was some small talk as they ate but he could feel the sexual tension that was in the air as they conversed. She mentioned that her husband was serious about spending the winters in Florida and asked Greg for his suggestions. He gave her the pros and cons of owning versus renting, of some of the areas he was familiar with, and of becoming or not becoming residents of.