He arrive dressed in a sport coat and tie about mid afternoon and she was still in shorts, tube top and barefoot. “Well you got her early and I don...’t know what we are going to do”.“Well we can do what every you want” and he smiled a rather devilish smile.She notices the smile and thought, now just what does he mean by that and I wonder what happened last night.She walked over to him and reached up and took off the tie. “This has to go first; we are not going to be that formal today.” He liked. As I came around the front of him, his desire burned even brighter in his eyes. I removed my corset and let it drop to the floor. My tits stood out proud and my nipples hard. I moved closer to him rubbing my tits on his chest, his dick rubbing me between my pussy lips and his hardness felt so good against my engorged clit. I kissed him, a long feverish kiss, I needed his tongue in my mouth. I stopped suddenly, looked deep into his eyes and then dropped to my knees; his dick slapping me on my. She was still in her sweats, so she didn't care if she got wet, but she didn't want to make the boy any more uncomfortable than he was. "Homer?"He whirled around and Stacy saw his limp dick bounce against his leg. And then she watched as it immediately grew to it's full length. "Oh, hi Ms. Williams." Hi. Can we talk for a moment?" Um, sure. Can I dry off?" Of course." Looking at the dripping wet teen was almost more than Stacy could stand. The locker room was now empty as they walked back to. I was a little hesitant to ask her but in the evening when we sat with our cocktails in hand facing the vast ocean, I finally mustered the courage to ask her how to get out of this emotionally and physically distressing situation.What she told me was shocking and I kept on gaping at her for a while. She told me that she knows a good masseur and uses his services whenever she gets time off her family. This has helped her rekindle her love life. I was shocked to hear that it was on her list this.