He was still sleeping with his hands above his head. I slowly pulled the foreskin out and saw the bulb like the bulge of his cock head with a big cock...tip. He had started leaking little precum already. There was a drip of precum forming on the tip of his cock. I gently took out my tongue and licked it. It got stuck to my tongue and I tasted it. It tasted a bit salty and smelled a bit like cum. It was probably a mix of his cum from the last night’s sex.I took a glance at his cock. It was thick. In fact, due to the conditioning of the repetition of this action nearly every day since taking my new position directly under Mr. Woodburn (pun definitely intended), it was not out of the ordinary for me to be naked in his office.They both smiled at me, Mary shaking her head at my composure. Although she was familiar with the arrangement in Mr. Woodburn’s office and was a recipient of my open sexuality, it still took her by surprise that it occurred so comfortably.“Ms Borden has a venture her. Oh Lord, and he was hung!I looked away, knowing I was blushing. This single life was dangerous. I was becoming a dirty old woman staring at young men. I ordered another mojito and asked for the menu. It was lunchtime.I was trying to eat my burrito with dignity but I was failing miserably. Food smeared over my cheeks and chin. I dropped a few beans in my lap and when I tried to scoop them up with a finger it made things worse.“Hi, sorry to bother you.”I turned and there she was. The kid’s. By the time she was done saying that, I was completely hard. The light was on, so she could see it. She turned from watching the TV and looked it at while I rubbed it."Your peter is pretty stiff. You are going to really make a nice lady feel good with it" She said"Granny, I want you to feel it. SERIOUSLY!" I exclaimed. "PLEASE???"She reached over to grab it. That wasn't necessarily what I wanted."I have been without sex for over 10 years honey, my parts aren't what they used to be. If.