"My exam! I have to go!" And then she was up on her feet grabbing her clothes. "Jem I-shit I think I have sweatpants." We were both embarrassed to adm...t that her cock was still pointed directly at me, no matter where I moved. Honestly it spooked me. I rushed to get her some sweatpants. They were baggy on me but were capri's to her. "Ok! Ok!" she growled, frustrated. She moved to grab the rest of her things with her cock still bulging through. I shouted after her, "Good luck Gem! Love you!!"She. Give her one for me, honey.”The pianist smiled as she directed her last sentence towards the rear of the room.I wondered if the man she referred to was her partner or husband but I doubted it. I hoped he wasn’t. It’s funny, but in all the while I had been coming here, I never once considered that she had a partner. I guess, I just didn’t want her to have one at all.I could see that my pianist had now rotated so that she was now side on to me. I could see the stage lights glint off her shoulders. We waded into the water, talking small talk, and I was both afraid and hopeful that she would ask me more questions about blowjobs.She jumped track as soon as she felt safely out of earshot of anybody up the beach. "So, does your... penis... really get long and stiff and hard?" Forget the small talk, get right to the point!!I tried to hide my shock at the question, and simply said, "Yes it does." I felt strangely like I was teaching a physiology class."I think I felt yours when we were playing. Sandy caught me following her with my eyes several times, and just smiled each time. So I smiled back. She had light brown hair… almost blond from all the sun she got by carrying mail. Sandy had a marvelous tan too, but it was those legs and cute little rear end that had me fascinated. She moved like a cat, so graceful. By the time Sandy got around the complex to my apartment building, I was just finishing up the roof. I started to hose it down when Sandy popped into view…and the.