“Well, I’m heading home right now and if you want a ride, I’d be happy to oblige,” Darius retorted.“That’ll be cool,” Dec replied.Once D...c had put his bicycle on the back of Darius’ pickup, they got underway.Dec now began to relate his ‘life story.’ Dec was fifty-nine-years-old and had been granted early retirement two years before because of poor health. His prognosis at the time wasn’t very favourable and so he had decided to sell his apartment and all his ‘earthly shit,’ as he put it. Over. She seemed in a happy frame of mind and not the least bit intimidated. I asked her if she was happy and she genuinely replied she was, although she did admit Robbie was stricter than I had ever been.Just then Robbie appeared at back door and indicated to Stephanie it was time. Then six males paraded out into the Garden and took seats around the rubber sheet. Stephanie walked into the centre of the sheet and sat, Next Robbie brought out a large black Labrador dog; which seemed excited and full. My experience was limited. I had kissed a few boys and had my ass (what there was of it) cupped and pinched a few times. I was a very late bloomer and still a girl in most respects. However, over the spring, I had finally begun to develop. Really develop is not the right word; I exploded. In the space of a few months, I had gone from nubs to D cups. The boys at school noticed. Hell, Nathan's friends had noticed as had about everyone with a dick. Up until now, I had been embarrassed. . You break off and reach around for our wine glasses and offer mine to me…I take a sip and place it on the coffee table…you take a sip, then pour some on my chest…proceeding to chase it down across my tummy…your face stops when it reaches my crotch, and you look up at me wickedly as if to say ‘is this for me??’ before pulling at my shorts to release me…your fingers curl around my shaft and squeeze… whilst your tongue rolls around the tip…the nerve ends jangling, the messages sent to my brain.