Please? Just a little one and then I can go to sleep.” “Mmmm,” I grumbled. “OK. Shove over.” She knew I was a sucker for story-telling and s...he wasn't above manipulating me to entertain her. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it. She rolled away from me, facing the wall, and I slipped into bed behind her, reaching around under her armpit to cup one large, full breast. She wriggled back contentedly against my body. “Who’s it about?” she asked. “This is a story I haven’t finished writing yet,. It was dripping off his hair and down his face. His dress shirt was getting soaked around the collar and it was running in streaks down his shirt. As my stream was slowing down, I felt his wife part my ass cheeks and start to lick my little rosebud. God it felt good. She started to nibble and tease and I was in heaven. When she shoved her tongue inside my ass, I had to stifle a moan. It was pure bliss. I had a few little squirts left in my cock and I aimed them directly in his mouth.When my. His knuckles rubbed harder and harder against my growing erection.“But first, let’s get these clothes off.”His hand moved away suddenly, leaving me hungry for more.He returned with paramedic scissors and began cutting off my shirt, then my bra. He held the cool implement to my nipple.“I’ll decide later if you still need these.”He unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans before reaching his hand inside. I moaned as he ran his thumb over my clit through my panties. He was as full and hard as he had ever. She had seen me mowing at the end of the yard when she had come out but clearly hadn't recognized me, ignoring the gardener she thought her Mother had hired as a matter of course.We had gone to elementary school together, but then she had been whisked off to a private school somewhere up north, Connecticut or New Hampshire I thought I'd remembered. So I hadn't seen her much over the last few years and of course she'd never seen me this tall.Heck, I thought suddenly as I mowed ever closer to.