No one else bothered me so I started a conversation with the bartender. He wondered what I was doing in his bar; I didn't look like I belonged here th...t was easy to see.I guess it's time I explained I'm twenty-two, blonde 5 foot 5 with a nice slim figure married to a great guy. I wasn't a virgin when I got married but I wasn't loose either. After I got married, I found out that my husband often needed me to have sex with his colleagues and bosses to help his career. I didn't mind at all I. ”“Steve Adams,” I said, “but you knew that.”He smiled and nodded, “I did. Paul Reynolds. My wife and I own this place and the restaurant across the street. What brings you here, if I can ask?”We shook hands.“I needed to get away from Chicago and there’s a career coach here in town who was recommended to me by someone in Milford.”“Milford?”“I went to school there from sixth grade until I graduated, minus a year I spent overseas. Then I moved to Chicago.”“So you’re from Ohio, then?”“California. My face blushing, suddenly feeling embarrassed at taking my own cum in my mouth and at the same time incredibly turned on. Our tongues swirling, the thick consistency lubricating our mouths. The salty taste almost intoxicating. When she pulled away I swallowed, feeling my cum slowly slide down my throat. Seeing that I was already hard again, she got on top of me, riding me hard and fast. “You’re a dirty boy, aren’t you?” Blushing again at hearing her words. She’d seemed uncomfortable with dirty. " Just how lovely you are, I don't get to see enough of you lately, you are growing into a really beautiful woman." "Why, thank you big brother, its not often I get compliments from you." "Well my sweet little sister, you should come around more and you will get them." As I lay there, Marie noticed a movement in the water, and looked down at my body. She saw my cock starting to come to attention. "John, is that what I think it is, and is it because of me." I looked down and lifted the length of.