Can't ... I ... i ... meet you somewhere else?" she stammered. "Of course not. Do you expect somebody my size to fit in your Volkswagen? Sam laughed. ...e thanked her for the visit and walked her out to her car, making small talk as they went. Sam opened the door for her and watched her get in. There was no modestly way for her to get in with him holding the door. She would have preferred to hold her own door; turn; slide in and slam the door behind her.Instead, Sam opened the door and held it. She leans forward and slowly engulfs me with her mouth.Pushing her head down till I feel her throat.She reaches around for my hand and places it on her head.I softly push down a fraction and she lets out this gag fluster moan groan noise before lifting her back up of it leaning back gulping and panting.Suddenly we hear someone and she sit down on the bench next to me quickly wrapping her jacket tightly around herself and I smile at the futility because while not only does it barely touch her. He told her that he had to get back to his insurance office and left. As he was going to the door Janis smiled and ask him to come back soon. The rest of the day she kept thinking about the tall friendly man that had made her laugh and her day better for it. The more she thought about him the more she felt a tingling in her stomach. She had not felt this feeling since her divorce two years before. After work at the store she started home thinking about Frank. She smiled thinking how good he. “We were damn lucky she was an older woman and not some rookie looking to make a big deal out of it.”“Amen to that.” I replied and raised my glass to make a toast to welcome the boys, “I’m so glad to have you two home safe and sound for the summer.” We all raised our drinks, “Cheers.”“This morning was less than an auspicious start to our clandestine activities. We have a couple of hours before your parents expect you home, Robby. Do you want to stay, or do you want me to take you home? After.