So on the final occasion, I poured myself a glass, in memory of you.I savored that first glass, enjoying the smoothness, the flavor, the sensation. Th... things that made this bottle worth more than ten thousand dollars. It went down, and I felt a little better.Then I thought of you again, and it was gone. I poured the bottle into my large snifter, and drank it down rapidly. Too rapidly to do justice to this alcoholic treasure. Then I clomped back to the chair.I knew what I must do. I picked up. For a few seconds I didn't dare to look up to him because I could feel he was looking down at the top of my head. Suddenly, he raised his hand, patted me on the head (yes, really) and said: "Well...thanks again." His hand rested on my head for a bit, then he lowered it, brushed my right cheek, grabbed my chin, pulled my face up towards his and kissed me so intensely and so passionately that I immediately lost all control of my body. I completely surrendered to him and grabbed his jacket so. Big time." I used NP to gently stroke her cheek. Not enough to show up on any camera, but enough for Carol to feel it. "Hopefully Monday. I'll hurry Prof up about that."When we got to the bank, Carol got out of the car at the same time as I did. I was a little worried about her seeing what I was about to do, in case there was $0 in the account, but it would have been too important a secret to keep from her. I'd also taken note that Julia had kept Carol fully in the loop, which was obviously the. I resumed my tit-fondling. "Undo my blouse & pull my bra up so you can get at them better," she said as she pulled at my jeans & briefs to get at my cock. "Oohh, that's what I like to see, a man who fancies me enough to have a hard-on waiting for me, come on, get my knickers off slowcoach! It doesn't take most men that long," she laughed.As I slid her panties down I could see her body in the moonlight, realising later that she would be one of those women that you see at 50+ who always keeps.