As our tongues wrestled with one another I moved my hand over Sloane's pussy, which was still covered by her panties. I couldn't wait any longer to ea...t her mature, wet cunt. "Carter? Go slow. It's been ages since I've done any of this." "I will, Sloane. Leave it to me." I moved her panties to the side and kissed her thighs before I got to her soaked cunt. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she had a freshly-shaved pussy. I flicked her clit with my tongue and the way she reacted I thought. I feel angry but too much attracted to her and I am too stubborn to let it pass. I see her continuously for the following weeks and I bestow her incessantly with attention. Still, she does not give her name but she still chats and flirts happily with me. It really upsets me now. Wait until I get you in bed, girl, because you are going to repay me in every possible way. Then, one night, she gives her name: Tara . I am astonished at her frankness. Still, more is to come. She says she loves me. I. Taking out an interviewee for dinner. I better turn in her resume for the job right now. Otherwise someone might think she got it because of the date. Boy, I sure hope I didn't make a big blunder here.I checked her address out. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I pulled up in her drive and knocked on the door. I was greeted by a beautiful girl of about eighteen. "Are you Mr. Jones?" she asked.I replied in the affirmative and she invited me in. "I'm Shelly Smith. Glad to meet you,. We held supper until they got home. It was a little past 9:00 p.m. before Carol, and I had the kitchen cleaned up and the dishes done.Roger asked about our day and told us how things went at the store. We watched a little TV before we headed off to bed around 11:00.I put on a tee-shirt and boxer-style bottoms, brushed my teeth and then crawled into bed. I had my hands behind my head and smiling as I again thought of Bobby jerking off and wondered what he must think of his old aunt. I was about.