There was a small dance floor at one end of the diner, a jukebox with a wide selection of music and 2 or 3 couples slowly dancing to soft romantic mus...c. It took some doing but I convinced Mom that she should have a dance with me, and, even though she protested that it had been years since she had last tried, she finally followed me onto the floor.This dance led to another drink and another dance and by the third round we were both pretty mellow and relaxed."Thank you so much for bringing me. She looked out at 15-yr old Bill with disdain. He looked back developing an instant hard on. "What are you doing here, twerp?" she demanded.Suddenly, her father loomed behind her. In a very stern voice he demanded "What do you think you're doing, Natalie? Aren't you already in enough trouble for being rude to boys? Things are clearly getting worse."She was cowed. He continued, glaring down at her. "I've asked Bill to come over to help me punish you."With that, Natalie paled and began to plead. Evelyn went to the sink and rinsed the cloth. She wiped her pussy and then rinsed the cloth again. She repeated the wipe and then waved her hand in front of herself to try and dry her crotch. "What do you think?" she asked. "I think you look fantastic," he said as he reached out with his hands and pulled her towards himself by the hips. He opened his mouth and stretched it over her slit. His mouth cover her clit and labia. It felt very different in his mouth. Evelyn parted her legs and pressed. I can do this. “I guess. I don’t really have any other options. I take you up on your offer. So if I don’t like it after Christmas, then you’ll pay me and I can leave?” “Absolutely, but I bet you’ll love it,” she says. “Okay, I’m in,” I say.“You have no idea how happy you just made me,” she says with a smile. “Now we need to rush back before my girlfriend gets home. I need to make you presentable.” We drive out of the downtown area and after an hour arrive out in a secluded wooded area. She.