" The woman was Martha Sangler -- who couldn't decide whether attracting a guy this young was a windfall or a ticket to failure. "Ummm, what would you...like?" I, uuuhhh," Jimmy tripped over his tongue. "Maybe you could, ummm, show me the ropes..."Martha cocked her head. "How close have you been?" I -- not close. Not at all," Jimmy admitted.Both of them had forgotten that they were on display. "Come here, then. Have you ever touched a woman's breasts? Go ahead, they're sensitive, but they're not. She was talking to the IT people and doing what she was told. After a bit it finally worked and I was office free. It was summer and MJ was clad in a tank top and shorts and I was wearing just shorts. It took all I had not to tease her while she was working and a stern look on one attempt kept my hands in check. And my mouth. While she was working I got a call from Betty who wanted to borrow my car to get a grille for her daughter. I had told her I was having someone over and what we were doing. I watched between my legs as his cock went inside of me, inch by inch, until my ass was flat against his stomach. Fuck, he was so fucking hard, so fucking big, and fuck, thick thick thick. Precum was basically streaming out of my own cock and he grabbed my ass and watched from behind as I started to ride him. His cum, mixed with my spit, was the perfect lubricant, and yeah, at least that night, was so fucking sexy. I rode his cock like this until my legs were tired and just as I sat on him. "Kinny abandoned the internal conversation and focused on the problems'at hand.' Namely, the hands molesting his boobs. He said, "Serious,Roy. Wrong boobs. Let go."Roy disengaged. He sat on Kinny's bed. "Nah," he said, pointing afinger. "Linda?"Kinny shook his head. "Chance nada." He adjusted his bra."Princess?" You got it in two." I just bought coffee from you. Wait, if you're not at the Debbiecart, then who is?" He picked up a cup that he'd put on Kinny'sdresser and considered it. A slow.