She was brilliant, witty, beautiful, and actually talked to him. She was everything he wanted in a woman. She proved she could hold an intelligent con...ersation and that she actually had a fun personality. If there was one thing he couldn't stand it was women who were beautiful, but weren't born with a brain; he knew most college guys didn't care if a woman was intelligent or not as long as they got laid, but he did care. As he overlooked the golf course, he recapped what had happened last. I could hear people talking downstairs and as I approached the door, I heard a voice I didn't recognize. Thinking I should probably not walk down naked as I was, I went and grabbed some jogging shorts. I started to grab a shirt but then for some reason decided not, perhaps because the unknown voice was female.As I walked into the kitchen, there sat Beth and Brenda on one side of the table with our neighbor Sally and her son Jimmy on the other side. They were drinking coffee, except for Jimmy. I could see her blushing.Jennifer had her hair tumbling over her shoulders, and was wearing her dark blue blazer over a white blouse and tie. She was wearing her uniform skirt, a heavy blue tartan number which came down to the calves. She was wearing white knee socks, so there was no leg on show! She had completed the outfit with flat leather shoes. "Come in Jennifer" I said. "Sit down". I could see that she was positively trembling.I decided to take things slowly, and commenced with some. He had to put his hand on my arm to settle me down a bit but I was determined to make him cum – right there in the theater. I didn’t want to be the only one with wet pants! I pulled my hand away, which made him look around as if he thought I saw someone looking at us. That gave me just enough time to lick my hand and get it good and wet and warm. I wrapped my hand around him again and gently stroked downward and could feel him throb. I cuddled up closer to try to be more discrete. He was.