Jenkins. Of course once she offered a ride I happily accepted. She asked if I wanted to go straight to her house and hang out for an hour before they ...ad to go, instead of hanging out at home. I figured, sure, why not? I got in the car and looking Mrs. Jenkins up and down. She was definitely in work clothes, but I’d figure I should ask if she was on her way home from work anyway. She responded yes with a gorgeous smile. Mrs. Jenkins was the women that every guy new the husband was too lucky.. ”“No. I’ll meet you there. What time?”“Both you and your wife, Mr. Finch. I won’t talk unless you’re both there.”“Okay, goddamn it. What time?”“It’s almost one o’clock now. How about one-thirty?”“One-thirty. I’ll see you then. You better not be wasting my time.”“I don’t think you need to worry about that.”Jake hung up and looked over at Leanne who had had her ear to the telephone, listening in.“Well done, Jake. You played him like a piano.”“Thanks. I always feel like I’m working in the dark. Whenever he came home, he and mom would go off for a long weekend together. When my two siblings were away at college and I was not old enough to be on my own for the weekend, I was usually shipped off to a relative. I had been dating Nancy for about three months when mom and dad went off on one of their trips. Nancy's mom offered to let me stay with them and I was thrilled thinking that I would actually be spending a couple of nights with Nancy.My folks dropped me off and I went in the house. I’ll have someone else do it.” I pleaded, “Nooo! Pleeease let me do it.” He then denied and teased me, “Sorry, you don’t sound eager enough. I’ll have someone else take care of my cock. Then the only question I have for you is whether you prefer that I just describe it to you after, take pix for you, or let you listen to the sucking and fucking sounds on the phone?” Getting wetter, I replied, “That sounds fucking hot and YES I would want all three options. But my pussy is dripping wet right now.