I’m going to surprise Dave.”“I can’t wait to see you topless.”She lowers her voice, “I can’t either.”He gives her directions and the s...ip number. They arrange to meet around 9:30 Saturday morning.When Dave arrives home, she tells him the arrangements. She doesn’t mention telling Kurt about wearing a skimpy bikini and going topless.That night the young couple have another torrid sex session. Dave is relaxing after his sexual release and thinks, ‘What’s gotten into Marsha? Why is she so horny?. We locked eyes. And we both instantly knew we wanted to fuck each other –right then and there. She stepped into me – put her hand on my cock and whispered in my right ear “C’mon. Let’s go get a Motel Room.” I WAS SPEECHLESS…but I followed her out of the alley towards the row of cheap, gaudy, Pink Motel Suites across the street. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me in my Senior Year of High-school. A Fantasy come true. There she was –an older woman with a husky voice, alcohol. Whist Mr Taylor was in the toilet Daisy put some lipstick on and pulled her stockings up as she could feel them slipping down her thighs, 'Mr Taylor sorry I didn't hear you come back in' her skirt was still up round her waste and her black stockings were on full show. Mr Taylors face went red and he was breathing heavy, ' I like your skirt just as it is, leave it like that' he demanded. Mr Taylor unbuttoned his belt and his trousers fell to the floor, Daisy could see his huge erection through. ”“Thanks, Ma’am. I really appreciate you letting me go back there,” I replied. As I followed Lynette’s dad, I thought, ‘Was that a result of my limited mind-control powers at work there? That nurse definitely wasn’t going to allow me head back there until I thought about it.‘“Mr. Robertson?” a well-dressed young lady inquired of Lynette’s dad as we approached room 107.“I’m Mr. Robertson, what can I do for you?”“I’m Ms. Sotheby, and I’m the financial liaison with the hospital. Your wife said you.