Luckily she didn’t look down and see my erection. When she finished, she popped off the bed, breasts bouncing barely visibly under her shirt. She ...eaned over, kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear.“Sorry to bother you, goodnight.” My hand was on her soft warm and I whispered back.“No problem, I was awake, sweetie.” She left, without ever noticing my erection. I pulled the sheet back down and continued masturbating into her panties. I fell asleep exposed to the breeze from the air. Ten years ago, this was a corn field. As a bedroom community, we have all the benefits of Des Moines' water, sewer, gas and electric, but we actually live outside city limits. Because of the location and the size of the lots, houses here run from one to two million. In Iowa, two million gets you a very nice three bedroom two story house with a full finished basement complete with three car garage on half an acre of land. I actually designed the layout of my house which was way cool.Fast forward. I walked in and sat on a stool on the bar.The barman asked me for a drink and I ordered the first margarita. While waiting for it, I looked around; finding many young people having fun, talking loud and having drinks. After I finished my drink, the barman brought me another one. He said a couple of fine gentlemen across the bar were sending it to me.I stared on that direction, seeing a pair of black were waiving at me.I smiled to them and offered my glass. Soon both guys were sitting next to me. I came to my senses when I considered Bailey's reaction to one of the girls in HER group laying a public claim on me.Magdalena's grandmother helped raise her. Grammar school, high school, and peers could not undo the socialization Magdalena got from her grandmother's loving hand. In Magdalena's worldview, I was doctor and priest. She couldn't acknowledge the authority and then disrespect it by treating me like a nobody at school. Within a couple days of us getting together, nobody had any.