I have found myself hard with a few women who have worked on me in the past. Jim said, “I am going to go deeper and I need to move up the table." �...Okay, I'm good,” I said. I was feeling incredible, and harder than I had ever been in my life.I felt his knees on either side of my waist, but not much of his weight. His hands were stoking and pushing deep up my back to my shoulders. With every long stroke up my back, he pushed all the stress and tension away. It was then that I noticed something. I start to tickle her and she start to laugh like crazy, her sexy laugh flowing out of her mouth. I continue to tickle her in various spots, her laughing harder and harder. Then, I grab her waist and flip her over so that I’m on top of her. I toss the blanket off the bed revealing that I’m wearing just boxers. I lay on top of Aphrodite and she’s grinning from ear to ear. “Tickle me Daddy!” She squeals and bucks her hips underneath me, making my cock even harder. I once again start to tickle. He was musky and sweaty from being confined in his pants all day, but I knew this would set the mood I wanted him to be in this evening, so I ignored it and proceeded to do it several more times to his slowly hardening manhood.It’s funny how now it takes a little longer for him to get hard. Even five years ago he’s have been rock-stiff after just rubbing his pants. But I suppose age catches up with all of us, especially since we’re parents now. But as soon as he was hard I sucked him between. “Sprinter,” was all she said. I was speechless for a moment and so we continued the game, but in the back of my mind I started to wonder what was going on with my friend.I came up a few times in a row. “Have you ever had sex?” she asked“Yes,” I answered truthfully.“Who did you sleep with?” she asked.I blushed and decided only to tell her one of my sexual encounters, the least embarrassing one. “Well,” I said. “With Marisa.” At the time, Mari had moved far enough away that she didn’t have any.