She had just accumulated her tenth million when we became friends at a theater but I had no clue of that although I was fairly sure she made more mone... than a teacher. Her name was Ellie. She was very cute, small, a brunette with a very nice smile. She had apparently assumed I was gay at first but never asked and I never said. Apparently that most guys that go to symphonies, musicals, and operas by themselves must be gay has become an entrenched urban legend. Over time she had decided I was not. Sally approached the forthcoming meeting like a general planning a military campaign. And, like a military campaign, no detail was overlooked. Early Friday morning, for example, while still lying in bed, she discussed her dress for the meeting with Nita. Instantly understanding what was required, Nita called a friend at Brooks Brothers. Later that day the two young women went into the store and Nita supervised the purchase of several outfits that were the epitome of stylish female professional. ” I also couldn't tell which one replied. “I hope she'll be walking funny tomorrow!” Completely mortified, but also strangely proud, I grabbed the strawberry-flavored lube, paid for my purchases and left. Hmmm. “Stud.” I liked the sound of that.********************************************************************************************As soon as I closed the door, I realized what I had said. Oh god, a date. A real, honest-to-goodness date. Shit! The kind where you have to look nice, smell nice,. You like it sloppy and messy and so do I! You continue to fuck my hot little mouth until you feel your hot cum starting to travel up your cock. Before you explode you pull out, slap my face gently but crudely, and tell me “assume the position you fucking whore!” I lean back and stick out my tongue; I stroke myself even harder and faster getting closer to cumming as well. Your cock is still wet and hard from my mouth and that lubrication helps you finish the job as you jerk yourself and blow.