Not to mention the fact that he brought the booze. It was also good booze as well. I seldom drank after a job, unless the older man had worked it with...me. He was exactly 22 years older than me. Since I was 34 years old it made him 56 years old. He was distinguished looking. He was also tall, straight, and in much better shape than me."Here," he said handing me the glass with Canadian Club Whiskey and Cola. I tasted it and found it to be not awfully strong. I had to work my way up to strong. Tall and willowy with budding breasts consisting mostly of raisin-hard little nipples that always showed though her dresses. Her ass had a nice little lift to it and it seductively moved from side to side when she walked. The most captivating part, however, was her face and hair. Beautiful skin, large blue eyes, a small upturned nose and a very seductive and kissable cupid mouth that required no cosmetic help. Her hair was a glossy raven black and naturally curly. I had heard her call it. Right now I'm a little busy fucking my newbitch. Unless..." he paused while still lazily thrusting into Kelly."Unless you still think this is YOUR bitch. Hmmm? Let's find out,Steve. Why don't you tell her to stop."It felt hopeless, but I heard myself try none-the-less:"Kelly... Kelly, please," I begged lamely. Her eyes flicked in mydirection but her expression didn't change: her mouth held wide by thesock stuffed in it - moaning; her ass still arched up to meet Andre'splunging. We’re okay with that. It makes for a bit of excitement and we actually find ourselves thankful that we’ve always had a roof over our heads and plenty to eat. We also consider it a blessing that we get to work together. Jack has been in the entertainment business for all of his adult life. I met him when I was 23, just three years his junior. It didn’t take long for me to leave the security and boredom of my office job to assist the fiancé who would soon become my husband. It’s been 16 years.