“Sit next to me and watch the waves.”I scooted my chair over next to hers. I had to shift the table slightly so we were alongside each other facin... over the bow. After a few minutes, it was as if we were alone together, skimming over the waves. I felt her hand on my leg, softly stroking me through the thin fabric of my costume. I found myself stroking the front of her breasts above her heavy dress. Then we were no longer watching the waves, but were locked in a long, long, kiss.When we finally. They were muscular in a wiry way, and covered with grey hair so thickly it obscured a couple of old tattoos beneath. I started think about whether Ted and my Grandma did it, although that seemed far-fetched. When I pictured that scenario, it wasn't Grandma I visualized. It was Ted and those arms. Maybe it was because Ted's arms were like those of that man at the library, who insisted on giving me a ride home when it closed. That was a ten minute trip that took over an hour, but getting my first. He’d covered himself with a black latex sheet. It felt fantastic against my skin as I snuggled up to him and kissed him as he opened one eye and smiled and took me into his arms. His hand went between my legs and he made a satisfied purr as he felt my panties wet with pre cum and my cock and balls swollen ready to burst.”Did you try the door bitch?” He smiled.”No Master” I lied. “ I’m yours and would never try to leave” I added.He smiled and went out and returned with my phone. “suck me”:he. Just make yourself cum once.” His amused grin made her angry. “Why are you smirking, you bastard?” she yelled. He rose from his chair and made his way to the door. “Follow me” he ordered, and reluctantly she obeyed. She stood in the study with her arms folded and pouted like a naughty schoolgirl. He paced the room to flick the switch on a huge flat screen television and to take a remote control from his desk. She became more nervous and restless as each moment passed. What was he up to now? .