Icaught myself staring at her bra rather than its contents. She noticedand smiled and said, "Chris are you looking at my tits?" I averted myeyes to lo...k into her eyes. I was short for a guy and Patricia wastaller than me. I felt my face get hot as I blushed. Patricia continuesto tease me and said, "Or is it my bra you were looking at?"I blushed even more. I stammered, "S... sorry it's your t... tits I waslooking at."Patricia said, "You can't fool me, I know it's my bra you were lookingat." I. She's such a fucking slut, at least with me she is. And ever since that day she'll call me in the mornings when she's horny and good old Bob hasn't been up to the task. I sneak over and through the poolside door that leads right into their master bathroom. It's almost too easy.So there I was sitting on the toilet seat, slowing massaging my dick in anticipation of what was to come, when the door handle begins to turn. Now this is always exciting because I never know if it's going to be the. We had started taking lunch together, and soon became a topic of conversation all around the downtown. We walked together holding hands, up and down the business section of the city, and through the little park on Main Street. We were quite a good-looking couple, and people noticed. One day she asked me if she could make me dinner. So we had a real date. She didn't go out much because of her daughter, but I thought going to her apartment made a lot of sense, and for all the right reasons.On the. He was undoubtedly hoping that I would get turned on from him suckling me and that I was just drunk enough that I’d want him to seduce me.I was woozy and wanted him to think that I was even drunker so I could blame the booze for my behavior if things didn’t go well. So, I tried to be a little playful and slurred my words as I said, “Okay, boss, I guess we can give it a try, but you have to remember that I’m the boss in the bedroom.”It only took us a few minutes to walk up to my room, and.