She had met John at the office and admitted to me that he was handsome and even that he appeared to have a great body. She did not use the term “cut...e” that Gina used, but it was obvious that she thought he was sexy. She wasn’t usually taken with younger guys, preferring guys close to my age when I could get her to talk about it. She did seem to be less angry and more thoughtful as the week went on. She reluctantly agreed to do whatever John wanted, within reason. I tried to say in my clumsy. Since you were so keen to ensure that your taxation affairs were in order, I have no reason to be concerned professionally. Not everyone might approve of it but I try not to make moral judgements about the business of my clients. I quite understand that your associates must have mistaken me for one of your customers. I'm sure it was an honest mistake." That's very refreshing Mr Franks. I only wish more people were as open minded." Erica found herself impressed by the quiet man's straightforward. As it was evening, we were clothed, but only just. I had on a tee shirt, no bra, short shorts and very wet panties. Bob walked over to me and told me to lift my arms so he could take off my tee shirt, and then sinking to his knees he pulled down my shorts and panties, breathing in the strong smell of my sex. Being an equal-opportunities lover, I did the same to him, thrilling to the sight of his ample cock as it sprang from his shorts. Seeing a man aroused simply by being with me is such a. But where to go?He had been travelling down the mountain so he decided maybe if he got higher the land might be more stable, so he clambered over the tree, now doused by the sheeting rain, steam hissing from the green wood. It was a wild night, the wind whipping up the corners of Greybeard'swaterproofs.He saw, through the rain and gloom, a lighted window glimmering in the distance and made for the only shelter around. The storm still raged and thundered, another close flash and crack of thunder.