”“So Ben,” I replied, “you’re offering to teach me how to pull pints, make other drinks and serve customers, and pay me, if I work naked?”...��That’s why you’re going to university Lea, you’re bright and you worked it out. What do you say?”If Ben could have seen my pussy (it was starting to get dark), he would have known the answer.“Tell you what Ben, when we’ve finished those drinks I’ll bring the empties in and give you my answer, how’s that?”“Fair enough.” Ben replied and as he turned to walk. The Dame greated Dad with a kiss on the cheek and a hand on his hip (actually closer to his ass). Quite a direct approach for a formal meeting as they had never met before, Dad thought. Her breath was one of cigarettes and Whiskey. The Girl acted as they had planned, quiet and discrete, and the Dame never greeted her or offered her as much as a glance. The Girl had instructed Dad to start the meeting as he would start any meeting. The seduction itself would be taken care of, she had assured. " "Well I'm not afraid of that. You like girl on top?" It's my favorite lazy mans sex, you do all the work."With that said I mount Nick and I'm already dripping wet. It still was a hard task getting his cockhead in. After that it gets easier. Nick is caressing my breasts, nipple pinching and raising up for a mouthfull. I'm gliding on half his length just rocking with my tummy on his. After a few small orgasms I speak up. "I want you deep again." Sure just sit up, hands on my knees, arch. All I was interested in was the cleavage she was showing. Over the years, we crossed paths often and I watched her age quite nicely. Her hugs are amazing, and I can feel those sweet breasts pressing against me as we each squeeze the other tightly together for longer than friends usually hug. She was the one who always held tight when I would loosen my hold. I thought that was interesting. Over the years, I’ve also noticed that those hugs were longest when we were alone or in the company of.