"A minor adjustment," he said, and stepped back until his legs hit the chair he'd vacated. He sat back down and spread his legs, his glistening rod up...ight and throbbing seductively over his balls. He motioned with his finger and I scuttled forward on hands and knees, realizing my jeans were around my legs. I pulled my knees free and they tangled at my ankles. Elaine, who had worn a skirt, had no such impediment and beat me to his cock, driving her mouth over it and swallowing him down. I knelt. Earl. Mr. Earl was always nice to me. He was an older Caucasian man about fifty or so and he had brown hair with white and gray hairs that highlighted it. He wore a silver wedding band on his left hand and he always wore brown loafers. For forty-five minutes I had to endure teasing and random shit being thrown at me. But for the last few seconds of my ride, Mr. Earl would try to spark conversations and would even give me king-size candy bars or a variety of assorted snacks. But things changed. . daughter. If you candress up, and look good enough to go to the dances, then you cancertainly show me what you look like! Now please go change and let me seehow you look."I had zero choice of course, so I went to my room to change, then presentmyself for inspection by my mother. I was not quite thrilled about it,but the hiding would be over, and if I looked good enough, which I alwaysdid, she might just let me continue. She did not sound like she wasangry. I spent about an hour getting ready.. "That makes you sound a littleneedy. Of course I'm interested in you, but I only met you last night, inslightly weird circumstances, so I don't know anything about you. Thatthing last night, it's part of you. In my head at least." Fair point," I admitted. "It's in my pocket. And, you were right, I hadtried it again."Her eyes widened. "Really?" She leant across the table. "How was it?" Amazing!" I started to say, but caught myself after the first syllableand felt heat in my cheeks again."Don't.