I packed my silky pyjamas, as Steve had suggested I stay over again. I was quite nervous about seeing him again as I walked down the street to his hou...e. I couldn't help but wonder if his wife, Jill, would be able to tell that I'd wanked her husbands cock off for him. I knocked at the door and Steve answered and let me in. As I closed the door behind me he grabbed me and started kissing me. I could feel his cock getting harder against me but I was in a state of shock. I pushed him away from me. Her chauffer was wise to her ways, although he never let anyone in on her secret. Louise was a very attractive older woman. She was 47 but didn't look a day over 35. The limo finally pulled up to the hotel entrance and she got out in a hurry so her lover wouldn't have to wait longer than usual. She went to the desk and gave a faux name so they wouldn't have her married name on file and told the clerk to have a chilled bottle of their finest champagne sent in exactly one hour. As she got to the. I whispered to her, “Then when?” I watched as her face blushed, “Maybe after tomorrow’s game. If you win that is.” Right now I was surprised I could lift her up let alone keep her up to where she was at this moment. After the work out that coach put me through I fully expected my arms to be completely dead, but some how I was able to do what I’m doing right now. I guess it helps that Amanda barely weighted 105lbs. soaking wet. And it doesn’t hurt that my sex drive completely over rides normal. Opening mine slightly, our tongues met. Soon her tongue was quickly darting into my mouth and circling my tongue. I sucked gently on her tiny tongue and she responded by rhythmically stroking it slightly into my mouth. The innocence and freshness of her kissing was so intoxicating, I knew it was going to be a very long week. "Do you like this?" I asked. She breathlessly answered, "Oh yes, very much Aunt Misty." "Want to lay down?" I asked. "Yes, that would be awesome," she said as she snuggled.