As we drove I asked, “So tell me about Doug Saunders? I was told you’d retired. Is this a special gig or something?”He laughed, “Yea, sort of....I had twenty years in the military. I did Navy and Marine news and broadcasts all over the place - usually from war zones when we had one. After that I spent fifteen years with NBS, mostly around Washington. Inherited some money, thought I’d try fishing, but got bored and put my oar back in the water with NBS – and here we are, a week later, driving into. My Aunt noticed how hard I was and made a comment "I think you are a little excited about your surprise" I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I also was so turned on that I wanted to use it right then and there as I drove. We pulled into her driveway and before I could shut the truck off my Aunt was out of the truck. I heard her as she headed to the door "I will go get it ready for you sweetie" and she was gone into the house. As I walked in I heard her in the hall bath running water. I. .. uh, I mean...” Mrs. Yamato stammered.“About getting a pat-down when you’re wearing a skirt,” I suggested, extrapolating from my experience with Mrs. J and letting my gaze fall obviously down her slender figure.“Oh, no. No, no,” she laughed nervously. “I was more concerned with... , “ she paused, then curled her arms upward by her sides, fingers pointing inward. “Um ... do they really need to... , “ She was looking at me expectantly.I couldn’t see if she was blushing but I did. “Oh, I see,. Finally we were both ready and he came back down on top of me. Roughly pushing my legs apart, I expected him to slide right into me, but instead his mouth came down to pull at my nipples. Feeling his rough hands cupping my breasts and his mouth nipping and pulling at my nipples, I squirmed under his touch, loving the roughness, knowing I’d have little love marks all over my pale body the next day. Raising my hips up to him, I wanted so badly to feel him filling me up, I pulled at him, begging.