I must have been a classic cases study!We got pretty drunk and drank the night away, heading back to my place to do some further damage to a bottle of...Chardonnay. That was consumed and we headed to bed. There was nothing to suggest that anything was going to happen, so thought nothing about it. As we sauntered through to my bedroom, I gave Sally a T shirt of my boyfriend and I put on my pyjamas. After a few minutes of chat we fell asleep at about 2.00 AM.After a while I felt some breathing on. The babydoll emphasized my firm breasts. They were a little more that a handful but still they were tempting. I turned around to check out my ass; all of those aerobics classes had paid off."Damn I'm still sexy at 38 years old," I said aloud to myself.I was nervous as I positioned myself in a perfectly alluring pose on the chaise in the room. My heart raced in my chest as I waited for him to enter my room. Waiting put doubt in my mind, and just as I was about to pick up the phone and tell him. I want the flyer to scream: 'Measuring your girlfriend's tummy will be rewarding!'"Once we entered the café, he dropped the discussion of the photo, and concentrated his attention on me. The café was crowded, mainly with townspeople, and very few students from the college."Don't tell me that there's no history between you and that girl," he said as we took our seats."Gladys? She cleans the apartment, does my laundry, and changes my bed. It's a trade-off. I let them use my apartment when I'm not. I adjusted myself and then slowly I began to stroke her pussy. Moans were frequently escaping from her mouth and I felt her pussy becoming very wet and slippery. Slowly speed of my strokes increased as the combined effect of rum and beer helped me. I think in 4-5 minutes she began to yell and scream jerking her body from side to side. She came very wildly and I found it difficult to maintain the balance. Then after a few minutes she was again moaning form the hard strokes as orgasm began.