Theconversation flowed smoothly as it always did. They ordered a bottleof wine, and lots of food. He told her to put her hand in his lap andrub his ...cock. God how she ached for it right now. He was alreadya little hard, and she could feel him growing under her touch. She lovedbeing able to bring him to rock hard stiffness quickly and moved her slenderfingers up and down. They teased each other. He would occasionallyslip his hand under her dress and play with her, while she felt him as. Over time, she also assumed the role of head rumor monger, frequently spreading rumors about who in the office I was screwing, none of which were true. She was in her 50s while I was in my 30s, one of the few young men in an office full of retired Naval and Marine Corps officers. She and I didn’t have anything in common except our work environment. On several occasions, I’d described her to others as “If she stood sideways and stuck out her tongue, she’d look like a zipper.” I always enjoyed. Now; I thought as I looked in the mirror. Now you’re ready Anna. I put on my long white robe and tied it loosely at my waist and went downstairs. I found the strawberries and chocolate syrup I was looking for. I searched for a nice semi-sweet white wine. I grabbed my picnic basket and put my prizes in it.I called out to Richard and asked him if he could fill the cooler for me and bring it up to my room. Sure mom he said as he came over and wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight and. ”“Is that a good thing?” Mike asked.“Yes, that’s a good thing,” Cathy answered with a laugh. She took his arm and led him into the living room. When they reached it, she gestured to the man and woman seated there and said, “This is my dad, Chuck, and my mom, Susan. Mom and Dad, this is Mike.”Chuck rose from his seat and extended a hand. In a gravely voice, he said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mike. Cathy’s told us a lot about you.”“Thank you, sir. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Mike said.