Pulling the bodice of her dress down about her waist, my hand lightly brushed over the fabric of her lace bra whereupon her nipples immediately tighte...ed, growing hard and erect under my touch. I knelt at the side of the bed and ran my tongue lightly across her lips, then kissed her hard, opening her mouth and inserting my tongue. Unzipping my pants I couldn't help but give a deep masculine sigh of relief as my cock sprang free and I brought it to her mouth. I knew she probably couldn't. Because his low handicap put him in the top group, he golfed with a small circle of golfers and came to know them pretty well in golfing and in having drinks with them afterwards. There were women golfers, some of who were very attractive but he hadn’t been put in a situation where he could explore if any of them were interested in him.While golfing took up some of his time he still was looking for things to do. Playing trivia one evening a month at his condo building with other unit owners was. After a soak in my oily bubble bath, with some self-exploratory caressing, the event had been cruelly interrupted by a phone call advising that Mike the electrician (who I had not previously met in person, but flirted with on the phone) was indeed on his way to fix some faulty wiring for me. And faultily wired I WAS on this day, as my hormones had been running riot, making me horny as a devil with no apparent relief in site. But today was not just washing day. You see, today was turning out to. Dennis said. He reached over to shake my hand and I gripped it firmly.“Grip is certainly important,” I said. “That’s true of many sports.”“How many bones are in your hand?” he asked. Weird.“Twenty-seven, counting the wrist,” I answered. I’d had to draw every single one of them in high school art class.“Which are called...”“The bones in the wrist? You mean the carpals?”“Right. And to what do they connect?”“The metacarpals.”“Other direction.”“The radius and the ulna.”“Class dismissed. You’re free.