"I think that was the first time I had ever heard her voice. It was actually a nice voice and up close she was an attractive woman. She was probably i...n her late thirties or possible forty. I could tell that see wasn't comfortable with the way I was looking at her. Even though I don't much like her and she was interrupting the beginning of my evening, I felt sorry for her so I said I would change my clothes and take a look at the problem.When I got to Jill's house I found a broken cold water. I lean against the cold glass, and my nipples touch the glass, causing a sharp intake of breath. I like the feeling, it makes me feel more naked than I am, if that's possible, tonight I am alone and I want to have sex, and as my brow rests on the glass and my warm breath condenses on the glass pane, I watch as it runs in small rivulets, mimicking the silken beads of moistness on my inner thighs, I shiver, not of the cold, but of the desire of a man, any man, in my hour of need.I leave my. & what's the big deal it's just skin after all. So we started scouring the Internet for some male escort agencies & found one called delivery boys it had pictures of all the boys on their books, she couldn't decide at first but found herself liking the younger masculine dudes on there. Next question was where this was going to happen because as she said she didn't want our house to become a "sex house" & there was also the k**s to worry about, but lucky enough our k**s are pretty sound sleepers. My knees start to buckle and I grab onto your arms for support, feeling the taut muscles. Reluctantly you move your hand to push down my pants. They join the other clothes in a puddle on the floor. You gently push me forward to help me step out of the pile of clothes, and lead me to a chair nearby to remove my shoes and socks, leaving me only in my wet panties. “Stay just like that” you say as you push me back into the chair, arranging my limbs to your liking. “I’ll be right.