She was very confident and capable in her role. Married and in her mid-forties, she still looked very good for her age. She was a bottle blonde, str...ight shoulder length hair, 5-3, size 8, with some shapely 36c breasts. She still had that country girl next door look and beautiful hazel eyes. We had worked together on this project for many months and gotten to know each other pretty well. I had thought about hitting on her many of times, but she gave no real indication that she would even. " Brody shrugged. "Plenty left over for the game. Don't worry, old man. I'll cover a shift if you need a rest." "Smart ass." Bax shook his head. "Still thinking about your musician?" "She's not 'my' musician." Brody's phone beeped and he extracted it from his pocket to find a text from Ryan. GWU Sat 2pm. Sent flyer email. R Baxter looked over as Brody tapped out a quick reply. "What was that?" "Just a text from Ryan." Brody slid the phone back in his pocket. "Who's Ryan?" Brody gave him a wry. His cock was poking in the air. He put her hand on it and taught her to rub it. He showed her to rub the balls. Later he would teach her to suck it. He loved his cock sucked, but today he was going to enjoy fucking her tight cunt.He knelt between her legs and rubbed gel onto his cock and her cunt. He wanted to make it as easy as he could when he rammed her with his huge cock. He then placed his cock to the entrance to her cunt and told her, that it may hurt and be tight but she had to learn to. So I told her I think he just needs a bit more liquid courage. And I decided to bring out some shots for everyone. One shot led to several, and a bit later we were all totally hammered. This time when he got up to pee, he seemed to have one thing in mind.....those panties. With the guise of re-filling drinks again my wife left us in the hot tub. She went to the kitchen and checked the monitor. There he was, swim suit around his ankles in the middle of our bedroom, panties at his nose. She could.