I watched you squirm, I watched you moan. I felt like alittle kid again watching his favorite cartoons as you became animatedfrom your vivid flashback... of last night...... I just couldn't help butto once again get a required taste test of your flesh. " Baby, would youmind if I spent the day with you." "I called my job this morning andtold my boss I couldn't make it today because something unexpectedlycame up".....(my dick!) Of course that last part I kept to myself, butmy story was good. I must have fucked her in the missionary position for almost 5 minutes. When I was about to come, I told her to change position.We changed to the cowgirl position. She was now riding my cock and I could see her big boobs jumping up and down. To further intensify the moment, she was bending a little, letting just her nipples touch my chest and she was going back and forth. I still loved her for doing this. (Do this with your partners and you will for sure thank me). This continued for another. There was a third young guy with them. He was obviously drunk, too. They were congratulating each other about closing on an important client.“Jerome, pour us a round of shots!” Grey declared and they all three laughed. Judy found three plastic hotel cups, peeled off the plastic, and handed the cups to Jerome for filling. They downed a couple of shots and talked excitedly. Judy was looking good in a short tight black skirt, a crisp white blouse with her company’s logo on the breast, white. The flowers the phone calls the dinners the walks in the park were all perfect. I had never had feelings for another man, including my late husband like I had for Ken. The only fly in the ointment was that he never made any sexual overtures. Sure we kissed, held hands hugged, but he never once suggested that we spend the night. I was slowly convinced that I was to old for him and not sexually attractive to him and that he thought of me only as a good friend. When he asked me to spend a weekend.