My mouth tasted like smoke and lemons.“I didn’t mind.”“But you still don’t wanna fuck me?”“I don’t even know you.”He cut his smile w...th a frown.“Sure you do. The important stuff anyway. What more do you wanna know?”I moved, intending to sit beside him but he caught my legs holding me in place. It seemed almost indecent to be there like that on top of him.“Hanson.”He leaned forward and kissed me again.“What do need to know?” he asked. His mouth was warm and dry, his tongue trying to find its way. Casey launched herself into me, and climbed my body like a tree, coming to rest high up in my arms and demanding that I lose the shoes and play airplane with her.We played until my legs quivered with weakness, and Charles finally decided I'd been tortured enough. Swatting Casey on the bottom, he lifted her off my outstretched feet, and tossed her towards the sofa, while informing her that playtime was over and dinner was ready. She ran off to wash up and so did I.When we met at the table, I. “Tony darling, how lovely to see you, I’m so glad you accepted my invitation, come on in.”I followed her into her pre war detached house, tastefully decorated in a feminine pink and flowery style.“Sit Down darling and I’ll get you a coffee after your journey”Involuntarily my eyes followed her nylonned legs as she left the room, her heels click clacking in the wooden floor. A few minutes later she returned with a tray of coffee and biscuits.“How lovely to see you again, I’ve missed you! And I. "I liked doing that for you, Daniel." She hesitated then grinned lewdly. "Wanna do it again." She was not posing a question. "But first..."Finally able to speak coherently. "Yeah, my turn. Gimme a minute for my heart to stop pounding." Okay. I'm going to call Jeff."She plopped onto her bed and reached for the telephone."Jeff, did I wake you up? Stop mumbling and listen. Don't jerk off this morning. Yeah, you heard me. Get your sweet ass over here. I want you horny." She listened for a moment..